Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gargle, artist - Fatso Jetson. Date of issue: 03.09.1995
Record label: Cobraside Distribution
Song language: English
Gargle |
| Hit your brother’s lost his eyes |
| Taken out and polarize |
| Cosmic morons orbiting my head |
| Feeling dizzy, feeling dead |
| Looking to the TV set to pacify my thoughts and keep them down |
| Here’s to boredom and regret |
| Here’s to bouncing all the checks |
| I’ll hack away at the roof above my head |
| Don’t you worry, dry your eyes |
| I heard some good advice: |
| Burning bridges and taking out the trash |
| I don’t know what you’ve been told |
| It doesn’t pay to try |
| I don’t know what you’ve been told |
| Don’t let it go to your head |
| Talking nonsense, taking sides |
| Blame this on your foolish pride |
| Task (?) voyeur sleeping in his chains |
| He’ll have his chance he’ll fuck it up |
| A truck stop with no coffee cups |
| He’ll bring the table, I’ll forget the chairs |
| Tell you what this means to me |
| I’m riddled with uncertainty |
| I’m sure you hear it fumbling in the lines |
| Second guessing, jump the gun |
| Leave the clown shoes, take the fun |
| Put your dagger back into my side |
| I don’t know what you’ve been told |
| It doesn’t pay to try |
| I don’t know what you’ve been told |
| Don’t let it go to your head |