| Crawl back beaten, sources are depleted
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| Can you take the final hit
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| And admit that you were wrong?
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| Don’t even call it even, bleedin' is believin'
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| Former well being, we’re closing for the season
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| Can you take the final hit
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| And admit that you don’t belong?
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| Beatin' six ways till Sunday
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| Beatin' six ways till Sunday now
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| You’re gonna have to leave it
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| You know you’ll never need it
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| Wait till you see what we’ve planned for you
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| And it’s heinous, so come on, come on, comeupance
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| You really are the star of the show right now
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| It’s sad and strange but kinda strange
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| When cliches are true
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| Beatin' six ways till Sunday
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| Beatin' six ways till Sunday now
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| And I am sorry to enjoy this
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| But what would you have me do?
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| What would you have me do?
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| Can you just go home, hated, half intoxicated
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| Hopelessly outdated and not appreciated?
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| Can you take the final blow
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| And know that you fucked up?
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| Go state the overstated, keep it complicated
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| The over educated that hope you’ll never make it
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| Can you take the final blow
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| And know, they won’t be shutting up?
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| Beatin' six ways till Sunday
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| Beatin' six ways till Sunday now
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| You’re gonna have to leave it
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| You know you’ll never need it
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| Wait till you see what we’ve planned for you
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| And it’s heinous, so come on, come on, comeupance
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| You really are the star of the show right now
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| It’s sad and strange but kinda strange
|
| When cliches are true
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| Beatin' six ways till Sunday
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| Beatin' six ways till Sunday now
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| And I am sorry to enjoy this
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| But what would you have me do?
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| Baby’s outta town but I see the light on
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| What are you up to now?
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| Headin' for the gun, I can see rock bottom
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| No one will help you now
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| Beatin' six ways till Sunday
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| Beatin' six ways till Sunday now
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| Gonna have to leave it
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| You know you’ll never need it
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| Everything has been cut and dried for you
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| And it’s heinous, so come on, come on, comeupance
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| You really are the star of the show right now
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| It’s sad and strange but kinda strange
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| When cliches are true, yeah
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| Beatin' six ways till Sunday
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| Beatin' six ways till Sunday now
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| And I am sorry to enjoy this
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| But what would you have me do?
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| What would you have me do?
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| What would you have me do?
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| What would you have me do?
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| What would you have me do?
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| What would you have me do?
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| Beatin' six ways till Sunday
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| Beatin' six ways till Sunday
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| Beatin' six ways till Sunday
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| Beatin' six ways till Sunday
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| Beatin' six ways till Sunday
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| Beatin' six ways till Sunday
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| Hold tight, it’s New Year’s Eve
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| It will be cold tonight, kill the heat
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| And shut out all the lights
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| Cut the phone line too
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| Alright, we don’t need nothing but cyanide
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| Pulled out teeth won’t be identified
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| What would you have me do?
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| You got it
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| Hold tight, it’s New Year’s Eve
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| It will be cold tonight, kill the heat
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| And shut out all the lights
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| Cut the phone line too
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| You got it
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| Alright, we don’t need nothing but cyanide
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| Pulled out teeth won’t be identified
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| What would you have me do?
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| Hold tight, it’s New Year’s Eve
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| It will be cold tonight, kill the heat
|
| And shut out all the lights
|
| Cut the phone line too
|
| Alright, we don’t need nothing but cyanide
|
| Pulled out teeth won’t be identified
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| What would you have me do?
|
| Hold tight, it’s New Year’s Eve
|
| It will be cold tonight, kill the heat
|
| And shut out all the lights
|
| Cut the phone line too
|
| Alright, we don’t need nothing but cyanide
|
| Pulled out teeth won’t be identified
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| What would you have me do?
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| What would you have me do?
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| Hold tight, it’s New Year’s Eve
|
| It will be cold tonight, kill the heat
|
| And shut out all the lights
|
| Cut the phone line too
|
| Alright, we don’t need nothing but cyanide
|
| Pulled out teeth won’t be identified
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| What would you have me do?
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| What would you have me do?
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| Hold tight, it’s New Year’s Eve
|
| It will be cold tonight, kill the heat
|
| And shut out all the lights
|
| Cut the phone line too
|
| What would you have me do?
|
| Alright, we don’t need nothing but cyanide
|
| Pulled out teeth won’t be identified
|
| What would you have me do?
|
| What would you have me do?
|
| Hold tight, it’s New Year’s Eve
|
| It will be cold tonight, kill the heat
|
| And shut out all the lights
|
| Cut the phone line too
|
| What would you have me do?
|
| Alright, we don’t need nothing but cyanide
|
| Pulled out teeth won’t be identified
|
| What would you have me do?
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| Alright, we don’t need nothing but cyanide
|
| Pulled out teeth won’t be identified
|
| What would you have me do?
|
| Hold tight, it’s New Year’s Eve
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| It will be cold tonight, kill the heat
|
| And shut out all the lights
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| What would you have me do?
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| What would you have me do?
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| What would you have me do?
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| What would you have me do? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song What Would You Have Me Do? , by - Local H. Song from the album Here Comes The Zoo, in the genre Альтернатива