Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pills For Everything, artist - That Handsome Devil. Date of issue: 04.08.2008
Song language: English
Pills For Everything |
| Malory used to wear flowery clothes |
| Hobnobbin' with the snobs at the gallery shows |
| Now, I know what you doin' when you powder your nose |
| I could’ve done somethin' lookin' back, I suppose |
| Here come Jimmy, way too skinny |
| Down one forty from about two fifty |
| Hangin' out on the wrong side of the city |
| I used to have pity now I don’t have any |
| Standin' on the corner in the cloth tube top |
| Bleach blond hair and a botched boob job |
| Hollywood Holly say she’ll top you off, but |
| That’s the kind of talk, girl, that got you shot |
| Say (Oh) |
| I ain’t workin' no more |
| C’mon now (Hey) |
| I wanna sleep all day |
| And the song goes (Oh) |
| We can’t take it no more |
| Don’t worry 'bout it, man (Ha, ha) |
| There’s pills for everything |
| Brimstone fire and new gold chains |
| Cigarette lighters and cook cocaine |
| There’s pills for everything |
| Brimstone fire and new gold chains |
| Cigarette lighters and cook cocaine |
| There’s pills for everything |
| I wanna get up |
| I wanna get down |
| I wanna feel so good so bad |
| I don’t want it around |
| I need to get up |
| I need to be free |
| I need to feel so good so bad |
| I need to believe |
| Say (Oh) |
| I ain’t workin' no more |
| C’mon now (Hey) |
| I wanna sleep all day |
| And the song goes (Oh) |
| We can’t take it no more (Hoo) |
| Don’t worry 'bout it, man (Ha, ha) |
| There’s pills for everything |
| Sleepin' on the futon |
| Alligator boots on |
| Waitin' for a friend of mine |
| Some they never move on |
| Wait around too long |
| End up left behind |
| Sleepin' on the futon |
| Alligator boots on |
| Waitin' for a friend of mine |
| Some they never move on |
| Wait around too long |
| End up left behind |
| Sleepin' on the futon |
| Alligator boots on |
| Waitin' for a friend of mine |
| Some they never move on |
| Wait around too long |
| End up left behind |
| I wanna get up |
| I wanna get down |
| I wanna feel so good so bad |
| I don’t want it around |
| I need to get up |
| I need to be free |
| I need to get them god-damn pills |
| Far away from me |
| Oh, come on and say (Oh) |
| I ain’t workin' no more |
| And the song goes (Hey) |
| I wanna sleep all day |
| Say (Oh) |
| We can’t take it no more (Hoo) |
| Don’t worry 'bout it man (Ha, ha) |
| There’s pills for everything |
| Brimstone fire and new gold chains |
| Cigarette lighters and cook cocaine |
| Brimstone fire and new gold chains |
| Cigarette lighters and cook cocaine |
| Brimstone fire and new gold chains |
| Cigarette lighters and cook cocaine |
| Brimstone fire and new gold chains |
| Cigarette lighters and cook cocaine |
| (Please, that hurts, don’t do it any more!) |
| (Are you gonna be on my side if I let ya up?) |
| (Sure, I’m on your side. Just let me up; I’ll do anything you say.) |
| (You're on my side.) |
| (I'm on your side.) |
| (Okay, lets go find the other fellas.) |