We are not number one

Duration

2:50

Genres

Singer/Songwriter (Male)

Lyrics

Hold onto the axe handle and try to chop it down I wanna I wanna I just wanna be with you Friends never be nice like they’re supposed to be I never get booked but at least I surf the sea When you open me up I’m sticky on the inside Hurting is red white and brown like candy cane mud The curve it makes is hard not to break Cause I take bubble baths in bathtubs full of blood Telephone pole chop my tree down Buzzing buzzards bring the beat down New years ever the town will fall down Challenge them with manic sound Just ring the bell and wring out that old rag I don’t know how much happiness costs But I’m broke as a joke and chains restrain Magical insanity makes a witch out of a hag I’m your biggest fan so I smashed a pumpkin too I write dark enlightenment so Kurt can ride on my guitar The power you have is so mysteriously feline The curse of ages will alert the flickering stars Foam finger fall from my hand We are not number one