Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wouldn't Tell, artist - Nurses. Album song Dracula, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 19.09.2011
Record label: Dead Oceans
Song language: English
Wouldn't Tell |
Scalpel |
Here |
Sponge |
Here |
Wait… he's convulsing, he’s convulsing |
Ah |
We’re gonna have to shock him |
Oh my! |
Oh my God |
We’re gonna have to shock him |
Oh my God |
These are the results of a thousand electric volts |
A neck with bolts |
(Nurse we’re losing him, check the pulse) |
A kid who refused to respect adults |
Wore spectacles with taped frames and a freckled nose |
A corny looking White boy |
Scrawny and always ornery |
Cause I was always sick of brawny bullies picking on me |
And I might snap, one day just like that |
I decided to strike back and flatten every tire on the bike rack |
My first day in junior high this kid said |
It’s you and I, three o’clock sharp this afternoon you die |
I looked at my watch it was 1:20 |
I already gave you my lunch money |
What more do you want from me |
He said, don’t try to run from me, you’ll just make it worse |
My palms were sweaty |
And I started to shake at first |
Something told me, try to fake a stomach ache, it works |
I screamed, oww, my appendix feels like they could burst |
Teacher, teacher, quick I need a naked nurse |
«What's the matter» |
I don’t know, my leg, it hurts |
«Leg? |
I thought you said it was your tummy» |
Oh I mean it is, but I also got a bum knee |
«Mr. |
Mathers, the fun and games are over |
And just for that stunt, you’re gonna get some extra homework» |
But don’t you wanna give me after school detention |
«Nah, that bully wants to beat your ass and I’mma let him» |
Brain damage |
Ever since the day I was born |
Drugs is what they used to say I was on |
They say I never knew which way I was going |
But everywhere I go they keep playing my song |
Way before my baby daughter Hailie |
I was harassed daily by this fat kid named D’Angelo Bailey |
An eighth grader who acted obnoxious, cause his father boxes |
So every day he’d shove me in the lockers |
One day he came in the bathroom while I was pissing |
And had me in the position to beat me into submission |
He banged my head against the urinal till he broke my nose |
Soaked my clothes in blood |
Grabbed me and choked my throat |
I tried to plead and tell him |
We shouldn’t beef |
But he just wouldn’t leave |
He kept choking me and I couldn’t breathe |
He looked at me and said, «you gonna die, honky» |
The principal walked in, and started helping him stomp me |
I made them think they beat me to death |
Holding my breath for like five minutes before they finally left |
Then I got up and ran to the janitor’s storage booth |
Kicked the door hinge loose and ripped out the four inch screws |
Grabbed some sharp objects, brooms and foreign tools |
This is for every time you took my orange juice |
Or stole my seat in the lunchroom and drank my chocolate milk |
Every time you tipped my tray and it dropped and spilt |
I’m gettin you back, bully, now once and for good |
I cocked the broomstick back and swung hard as I could |
And beat him over the head with it til I broke the wood |
Knocked him down |
Stood on his chest with one foot |
Made it home, later that same day |
Started reading a comic and suddenly everything became gray |
I couldn’t even see what I was trying to read |
I went deaf and my left ear started to bleed |
My mother started screaming, «what are you on, drugs» |
Look at you, you’re getting blood all over my rug (sorry) |
She beat me over the head with the remote control |
Opened a hole and my whole brain fell out of my skull |
I picked it up and screamed |
Look bitch, what have you done |
Oh my God, I’m sorry son |
Shut up you cunt |
I said fuck it |
Took it and stuck it back up in my head |
Then I sewed it shut and put a couple of screws in my neck |