Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Wallpaper Looks Like Paint, artist - None More Black. Date of issue: 01.05.2006
Song language: English
My Wallpaper Looks Like Paint |
| Forty miles from the city |
| Sitting in traffic isn’t fun |
| A crucifix stabbed in soil |
| To a father from a son |
| There’s ghosts on the highway, I claim |
| Dancing on the medians, slamming brakes |
| I’m forty miles from the city |
| This is the shit that’s in my brain |
| I need a whim, something I can get caught up in |
| I’ve got to get down to something |
| If I could sacrifice a little bit |
| I will |
| Some of us are drinking coffee |
| But how the hell could you read a paper? |
| Probably headlines of fuel |
| While the government’s putting all the red tape down |
| Wake up, I just woke up |
| Wake up, I just woke up |
| The revolution won’t be televised |
| 'Cause it’s in the morning drive |
| I need a whim, something I can get caught up in |
| I’ve got to get down to something |
| If I could sacrifice a little bit |
| I will |
| I need a whim, something I can get caught up in |
| I’ve got to get down to something |
| If I could sacrifice a little bit |
| You bet I will |