Spelling Trouble
There's a place where we can go,
The heads hang low in shame.
Edge is dull, life is full of
Intoxication games.
But they all say, "I hate that."
Argue up, you dirty boy,
Your forty accidents.
Your pouty face is just a ploy.
Your tracks fail to impress.
Shed some light.
The heads hang low in shame.
Edge is dull, life is full of
Intoxication games.
But they all say, "I hate that."
Argue up, you dirty boy,
Your forty accidents.
Your pouty face is just a ploy.
Your tracks fail to impress.
Shed some light.
Credits
Writer(s): C. Smith, J. Warren, S. Jernigan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.