Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Space Goat , by - Ocean Alley. Song from the album In Purple, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 27.08.2015
Record label: Independent
Song language: English
Space Goat |
| They’ve been calling me the devil |
| They’ve been calling me words |
| I’ve been hanging with the rebels |
| And I’ve been playing out the curse |
| And now I’m pretty much dead |
| I’ve got the noose around my head |
| You’ve got that fuck it kind of attitude |
| There’s no one else that you can really trust |
| Cause all the fruit |
| Is rotting |
| And all the groove |
| Is to an end |
| Barrel of my gun is smoking |
| While you lay there on the floor |
| And all your lies have got you choking |
| Got people banging on my door |
| And now you’re pretty much dead |
| Gotta rest your weary head |
| You’ve got that fuck it kind of attitude |
| There’s no one out there you can really trust |
| Cause all the fruit |
| Is rotting |
| And all the groove |
| Is to an end |
| You better get yourself outta town |
| You better get your things and go |
| Before I get myself outta town |
| I’m gonna get my things and go |
| You better get yourself outta town |
| You better get your things and go |
| Before I get myself outta town |
| I’m gonna get my things and go |
| Cause all the fruit |
| Is rotting |
| And all the groove |
| Is to an end |