Babyshambles
Babyshambles - The lost art of murder songtekst
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Could roll a four Could roll a nine Find yourself washed up in paradise But like before You didn't mind Someone else washed up in paradise If I really did What a nice day for a murder You call yourself a killer but the only thing your killing is your time There's nothing absurder A bird is just a burden To your heart your soul your body, spirit and mind Don't look at me like that She won't take you back You said to much You been to unkind Get up off your back Stop smoking that You could change your life You just might change your mind Could roll a four Could roll a nine Find yourself washed up in paradise All the fours And all the nines I lost my phone in paradise It's big as you go What a nice day for a murder Say you're a killer, the only thing your killing is time It's nothing absurder A bird is a burden To your heart your soul your body, spirit and mind Don't look at me like that She won't take you back You done to much You been to unkind Get up off your back Stop smoking that You could change your life Do you think they'll change their minds