I had a dream last night That I was piloting a plane And all the passengers were drunk and insane I crash landed in Louisiana swamp Shot up a horde of zombies But I come out on top
What’s it all about? It just reflects my mood
Sitting in the dirt Feeling kind of hurt All I hear is doom and gloom All is darkness in my room Through the light your face I see Baby, take a chance Baby, won’t you dance with me
Lost all that treasure in an overseas war It just goes to show you don’t get what you paid for Battle to the rich and you worry about the poor Put my feet up on the couch And lock all the doors Hear a funky noise tightening of the screws
Feeling kind of hurt Sitting in the dirt All I hear is doom and gloom But when those drums go boom, boom, boom, Through the night your face I see Baby, take a chance Baby, won’t you dance with me Yeah, baby won’t you dance with me Ah, yeah!
Fracking deep for there’s oil on the sump There’s kids all pick at the garbage dump I’m running out of water so I better prime the pump I am trying to stay sober but I end up drunk We’ll be eating dirt Living on the side of the road There’s some food for thought Kind of makes your head explode
Feeling kind of hurt All I hear is doom and gloom All is darkness in my room Through the night your face I see Baby, come on, dance with me Baby, won’t you dance with me Feeling kind of hurt Baby, won’t you dance with me Ah, yeah! Come on, dance with meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
