Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stylish Spit, artist - The Garden. Date of issue: 29.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Stylish Spit |
| Swing swing swing yourself, spit like a scorpion |
| Get the nearest chump wet, feed him to your poison |
| Swing swing swing yourself, spit like a scorpion |
| Get the nearest chump wet, feed him to your poison |
| Swing swing swing yourself |
| Spit like a scorpion |
| Get the nearest chump wet |
| Feed him to your poison |
| You wanna take my word |
| I don’t have any words to give ya |
| I can’t paint you a pretty picture |
| Yer either walking in the gutters or they’re coming to getcha |
| But life can be so sweet |
| It can take you on a road to the highest peak |
| No direction, no destination |
| Just buy yourself a ticket to the nearest station |
| Swing swing swing yourself, spit like a scorpion |
| Get the nearest chump wet, feed him to your poison |
| Swing swing swing yourself, spit like a scorpion |
| Get the nearest chump wet, feed him to your poison |
| Swing swing swing yourself |
| Spit like a scorpion |
| Get the nearest chump wet |
| Feed him to your poison |
| Minding my own business every single month |
| Head down, walking quick the fucks he running from? |
| Politician smiling hard standing by a cop |
| Hammers hitting hard when the hell’s he gonna drop |
| Sometimes it feels like I’m looking around for something white |
| In a bottle of milk middle of the night |
| Pitch black semi truck stuck on moving back |
| Words, navigation when I’m loosing |
| In the long run I can only listen |
| I’ve been granted with the end of the rainbow |
| So to speak about troubles that I’ve never really had seems bleak |
| So I think about today every single week |
| Putting on shoes of a different size |
| Can make you wake up so you realize |
| That your current situation seems pretty ideal |
| My current situation has mass appeal |
| Hoping for the moment cause the future’s on fire |
| 'Til you put it out you won’t see nothing but the flames getting higher |
| Flames getting higher |