Dick Move

Duration

3:48

Genres

Alt. Rock

Lyrics

A car full of dickheads revving their engine all the peacocks strut down Oxford St. then the night falls and we’re doing the spider walk some wander off and some of us go to sleep We’re going places we’re motivated we’re making big plans we’re kicking big cans 10 dollar hand jobs and slinging cheap cocaine Stop the dancing it can only get worse. a handful of matadors waving our capes against the new world trust fund kids trust the system’s rigged and the sun never sets over Oxford St. We’re going places we’re motivated we’re making big plans we’re kicking big cans filled with envy and the strangest of dreams Another day another something breaks now we’re looking for a place to lick our wounds in peace I’m kicking myself back to sleep We’re going places we’re motivated we’re making big plans we're kicking the shit out of cans and the strangest dreams Another day another something breaks and now we’re looking for a place to lick our wounds in peace I’m kicking myself back to sleep