Bastille

Bastille - What would you do lyrics

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Boys and girls, wanna hear a true story?
Saturday night was at this real wild party,
There was liquor overflown' the cup
About five or six strippers tryin' to work for a buck,
so I took one girl outside with me, her name was londi,
she went to junior high with me,
I said, why you up in there dancin' for cash?
I guess a whole lot's changed since I seen you last,
she said,

What would you do? If your son was at home cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor?
cause he's hungry, and the only way to feed him is to sleep with a men, for a little bit of money.
And his daddy's gone, in and out of lock-town, i got a job now, guess he's smokin' rock now,
So for you this is just a good time,
but for met this is what i call life,

Girl you ain't the only one to have a baby,
That's no excuse to be living all crazy,
So she stared me right square in the eye and said,
everyday I wake up hopin' to die, she said,
They're gonna know about pain,
cause me and my sister run away,
so our daddy couldn't rape us,
Before I was a teenager,
i done an' been through more than shit,
you can't even relate to,

What would you do? If your son was at home cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor?
cause he's hungry, and the only way to feed him is to sleep with a men, for a little bit of money.
And his daddy's gone, in and out of lock-town, i got a job now, guess he's smokin' rock now,
So for you this is just a good time,
but for met this is what i call life,

(what would you do if)
Get up off my feet and stop making tired excuses
Get up off my feet and stop making tired excuses
Get up off my feet and stop making tired excuses 

(what would you do if)
Get up off my feet

What would you do? If your son was at home cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor?
cause he's hungry, and the only way to feed him is to sleep with a men, for a little bit of money.
And his daddy's gone, in and out of lock-town, i got a job now, guess he's smokin' rock now,
So for you this is just a good time,
but for met this is what I call life,

(What would you do? If your son was at home cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor?
cause he's hungry, and the only way to feed him is to sleep with a men, for a little bit of money.
And his daddy's gone, in and out of lock-town, i got a job now, guess he's smokin' rock now,
So for you this is just a good time,
but for met this is what I call life)
Oh ho ho oh

What would you do? If your son was at home cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor?
cause he's hungry..
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Copyrights:

Author: Robbie Pardlo, Ryan Toby

Composer: ?

Publisher: Virgin EMI Records

Details:

Released in: 2014

Language: English

Translations: German , French , Italian

Appearing on: All This Bad Blood (2013)

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