Tell you the same thing that they told me Worth your weight in gold? Should I practice what I preach man? Should I just do what I'm told? Because the clock keeps ticking Let's hope we don't grow old, oh Oh-o-oh Oh-o-oh Oh-o-oh
Tell them the same thing that you told me Are you worth your weight in gold? Should I practice what I preach man? Should I just do what I'm told? In high court jury, would you scream guilty? I'd never claim somebody used me Oh, I used to be so filthy
And are you happy when they tell you? Should it worry you at all? Does it help you when they preach man? Does it mend your broken bones? You know they say that I'm a lightweight Well the worry weighs a ton If I make it to the top don't come and save me Cause I'll be at the bottom having fun
With a little bit of shock, shock horror A limp jumped body on the floor A fucked up old school friend And a kicked down door And the boy can sing (And the boy can sing) The boy can dance (The boy can dance) Misplaced a whole week man Left out the romance
Love yeah not what you've bought or sold I'm not a rat, this life it shouldn't be a race man! Do you really make the money then go home? Don't even accuse me cause I'll go on the run But I suppose it'd be easy where to find me Cause I'll be at the bottom having fun
With a little bit of shock, shock horror A limp jumped body on the floor A fucked up old school friend And a kicked down door And the boy can sing (boy can sing) The boy can dance (boy can dance) Misplaced a whole week man Left out the romance
And I feel sorry for you man, I feel sorry for you man I feel sorry for you man you've forgotten how to clap your hands I feel sorry for you man, ah I feel sorry for you man, ah I feel sorry for you man you've forgotten how to clap your hands I feel sorry for you man, ah I feel sorry for you man, ah I feel sorry for you man you've forgotten how to clap your hands I feel sorry for you man, I feel sorry for you man I feel sorry for you man, I feel sorry for you man I feel sorry for you man you've forgotten how to clap your hands I feel sorry for you man, I feel sorry for you man I feel sorry for you man, I feel sorry for you man I feel sorry for you man you've forgotten how to clap your hands
Tell them the same thing that you told me!
Compositores: Kieren Clark Webster (Kieren Webster), Steven Morrison (The View), Peter Reilly (The View), Kyle Francis Falconer (Kyle Falconer) ECAD: Obra #3084889