We're On our backs Looking up at the satrs We Have a laugh Falling down Scratching cars
Watch your backs Hide your knives I'm the fastest man alive
We make things out of sin With blood and human skin We never see the sights We're out to late at night
We Don't need you We go out By ourselves We catch the bus Into town Into hell
Break your heart Break your face Not that much to look at anyway
We make things out of dust So we can smash them up We never see the sights We're out too late at night
Now you know that my lips thick I'll write on your shirt Make the words look like pictures And that's just the start Of it all
WE'VE GOT CLASS WE'VE GOT STYLE
We're on our backs Looking up at the stairs We have a laugh falling down Scratching cars
Watch your backs Hide the knives I'm the fastest man alive We make things out of sin With blood and human skin We never see the sights We're out to late at night So we can smash them up da da da da da daTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
