Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What Would You Do, artist - Bastille.
Date of issue: 31.12.2012
Song language: English
What Would You Do |
Boys and girls, wanna hear a true story? |
Saturday night was at this real wild party |
There was liquor overflowin' the cup, |
About 5 or 6 strippers trying to work for a buck. |
So I took one girl outside with me, |
Her name was Londy, she went to Junior High with me, |
I said, «Why you up in there dancing for cash? |
I guess a whole lots changed since I seen you last.» |
She said… |
What would you do if your son was at home |
Crying all alone |
On the bedroom floor, |
'Cause he’s hungry and the only way to feed him is to |
Sleep with a man for a little bit of money? |
And his daddy’s gone in and out of lock down, |
I ain’t got a job now, |
He’s just smokin' rock now, |
So for you this is just a good time |
But for me 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, hoping to die» |
She said, «They're gonna know about pain |
'Cause me and my sister ran away, |
So our daddy couldn’t rape us, |
Before I was a teenager |
I done been through more that shit |
You can’t even relate to» |
What would you do if your son was at home |
Crying all alone |
On the bedroom floor, |
'Cause he’s hungry and the only way to feed him is to |
Sleep with a man for a little bit of money? |
And his daddy’s gone in and out of lock down, |
I ain’t got a job now, |
He’s just smokin' rock now, |
So for you this is just a good time |
But for me this is what I call life |
What would you do? |
Get up off my feet and stop making tired excuses |
What would you do? |
Get up off my feet and stop making tired excuses |
What would you do? |
Get up off my feet and stop making tired excuses |
What would you do? |
Get up off my feet! |
What would you do if your son was at home |
Crying all alone |
On the bedroom floor, |
'Cause he’s hungry and the only way to feed him is to |
Sleep with a man for a little bit of money? |
And his daddy’s gone in and out of lock down, |
I ain’t got a job now, |
He’s just smokin' rock now, |
So for you this is just a good time |
But for me this is what I call life |
What would you do if your son was at home |
Crying all alone |
On the bedroom floor, |
'Cause he’s hungry and the only way to feed him is to |
Sleep with a man for a little bit of money? |
And his daddy’s gone in and out of lock down, |
I ain’t got a job now, |
He’s just smokin' rock now, |
So for you this is just a good time |
But for me this is what I call life |
What would you do if your son was at home |
Crying all alone |
On the bedroom floor, |
'Cause he’s hungry |