You Got a Killer Scene There, Man...
I don't mean to make obscene but
Even the mob, know what the hell I mean
The knot is tight on my blindfold
I got my flesh full of blood, I hate Rock N Roll
Some think too much, then come too soon
I just curse the sun, so I can howl at the moon
Eeh, ah, ooh, yeah
Eeh, ah, ooh, yeah, da
Don't wanna love you no more
Don't wanna love you less
I wanna be crushed by your sweet caress
What's the fuckin' difference, we all gonna die
You gonna do something killer?
C'mon, give it a try
Eeh, ah, ooh, yeah
Eeh, ah, ooh, yeah
Eeh, ah, ooh, ahh
Eeh, ah, ooh, yeah, yeah, ah
Got no good plans but a good idea
Let's put this town in my rearview mirror
Yeah, I got enemies, but they don't know (fuck 'em, man)
They won't get no glory on that side of the hole
Eeh, ah, ooh, yeah
Eeh, ah, ooh, yeah
Eeh, ah, ooh, ahh
Eeh, ah, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, ahh
We are are united, by drifting alone
This is the army of none, got no flag, got no home
Just witches and scabs, an awful mess
I confess (I confess)
Let's do it again, sing
Eeh, ah, ooh, yeah
Eeh, ah, ooh, yeah
Eeh, ah, ooh, ahh
Eeh, ah, ooh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Even the mob, know what the hell I mean
The knot is tight on my blindfold
I got my flesh full of blood, I hate Rock N Roll
Some think too much, then come too soon
I just curse the sun, so I can howl at the moon
Eeh, ah, ooh, yeah
Eeh, ah, ooh, yeah, da
Don't wanna love you no more
Don't wanna love you less
I wanna be crushed by your sweet caress
What's the fuckin' difference, we all gonna die
You gonna do something killer?
C'mon, give it a try
Eeh, ah, ooh, yeah
Eeh, ah, ooh, yeah
Eeh, ah, ooh, ahh
Eeh, ah, ooh, yeah, yeah, ah
Got no good plans but a good idea
Let's put this town in my rearview mirror
Yeah, I got enemies, but they don't know (fuck 'em, man)
They won't get no glory on that side of the hole
Eeh, ah, ooh, yeah
Eeh, ah, ooh, yeah
Eeh, ah, ooh, ahh
Eeh, ah, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, ahh
We are are united, by drifting alone
This is the army of none, got no flag, got no home
Just witches and scabs, an awful mess
I confess (I confess)
Let's do it again, sing
Eeh, ah, ooh, yeah
Eeh, ah, ooh, yeah
Eeh, ah, ooh, ahh
Eeh, ah, ooh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Homme, Troy Van Leeuwen, Joey Castillo
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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