Lyrics Baby Drummer - Bad Nerves

Baby Drummer

I listen for God on my radio
Come on give us a new beat for my stereo (oh)
Baby, you’ve got the rhythm
Baby, I’m all yours — you got the rhythm
And that god you love is not mine
I’m all yours — you got the rhythm
Gimme a new drummer, woo!
She was an angel, your mother
Come on, gimme a new chord
Gimme a new Strummer
Baby, you got the rhythm
Baby, I’m all yours — you got the rhythm
And that god you love is not mine
I’m all yours — you got the rhythm
Nice to meet you, baby drummer
Baby, you got the rhythm
Nice to meet you, baby drummer
Baby, you got the rhythm
Baby, I’m all yours — you got the rhythm
And that god you love is not mine
Why do all th good ones die?
Why do all the good ones die?
Why do all the good ones…
Baby, I’m all yours — you got the rhythm
And that god you love is not mine
I’m all yours — you got the rhythm