Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lose The Baby , by - Tropical Fuck Storm. Release date: 22.02.2018
Song language: English
Lose The Baby |
| The night sits upon a golden song |
| With a noose in her bag |
| She said, «Listen boy you better run, run, run» |
| Down on the street they’re trying to steal her car |
| With cold lips, blue hearts |
| Saying, «Lose the baby or you won’t get far» |
| And if you think that it, cuts me up |
| I’m gonna sharpen up my tongue and really |
| Cut you up |
| And if you think that it, gets me down |
| I’m gonna gather all my strength and really |
| Drag you under |
| Here comes a drummer with the golden arm |
| Hes got a noose in a bag |
| He wants to hang it on the singer with the golden lung |
| Shes singing, «you're sunglasses and i’m white light» |
| Out here on the moonless ocean you sing |
| Be-bop-a-Lula baby that’s alright |
| And if you think that it, cuts me up |
| I’m gonna sharpen up my tongue and really |
| Cut you up |
| And if you think that it, gets me down |
| I’m gonna gather all my strength and really |
| Drag you under |
| And down on the beach they’re all covered in fun |
| With cold hearts, hot action |
| I see a five foot doll and a seven foot bruiser |
| And back up on the street they are still painted blue |
| They’re only wishing on a star |
| Saying, «Lose the baby or you won’t get far» |
| And if you think that it, cuts me up |
| I’m gonna sharpen up my tongue and really |
| Cut you up |
| And if you think that it, gets me down |
| I’m gonna gather all my strength and really |
| Drag you under |