Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ugly Faces, artist - Watsky. Album song Cardboard Castles, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.03.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Steel Wool
Song language: English
Ugly Faces |
Back in the day |
Daddy would say |
That if I kept on making ugly faces |
And I wasn’t careful it’d stay that way |
Oh great! |
Wow, no shit |
Ooh, hooray, that’s so sick! |
With a little bit of luck maybe one of those sticks |
I’ll be feeling a hella of a lot of swell |
And from the second that I step in I’ll be smelling like a big cheese |
Everybody better be ready to get it get it |
Cause I’m getting nekkid if you really want a strip tease |
And the babies in their highchairs taking off their bibs |
And their mommies all be ripping out their wig weaves |
And the pretty people in the oil paintings on the wall |
Are popping molly and they’re stripping off their fig leaves |
Better burn your clothes |
It’ll curl your toes |
Kissing women and they turn to toads |
I’m pimping Kermit’s hoes |
And I’m sure that every girl is a pearl and the world is a perfect globe |
But when I’m joking with my little cousin |
And he pulls my finger then the motherfuckin' earth explodes |
Boom |
Sorry, not sorry |
Sorry, not sorry |
Sorry, not sorry |
Sorry, not sorry |
Sorry, not sorry |
Sorry, not sorry |
Sorry, not sorry |
Back in the day |
Daddy would say |
That if I kept on making ugly faces |
And I wasn’t careful it’d stay that way |
Oh great! |
Wow, no shit |
Ooh, hooray, that’s so sick! |
With a little bit of luck maybe one of those sticks |
Everybody been in it to win it kickin' in for a minute |
And chilling but you’re tardy it’s why I gotta kill it |
And then hit the pretty people in the building with my party trick |
I think I’m gonna walk out of the door |
Hop in my DeLorean and I’m gonna soar |
'Cept that it’s a Subaru, and I’m yelling hoodie hoo! |
Hanging out the window like I’m Marty McFly |
A lot of the chickens in the flock wanna squawk and they get obnoxious |
And all I hear is bawk bawk |
And I’m not gonna wanna talk shop |
Better put a sock in it if you gotta cock block |
And be toxic and knock us and all we wanna do is rock rock and be raucous |
I’m not gonna ever stop if you think I’m chopped liver in the crock pot |
Cause I am a boss hog and I want the top spot and I got this |
Sorry, not sorry |
Sorry, not sorry |
Sorry, not sorry |
Sorry, not sorry |
Sorry, not sorry |
Sorry, not sorry |
Sorry, not sorry |
Back in the day |
Daddy would say |
That if I kept on making ugly faces |
And I wasn’t careful it’d stay that way |
Oh great! |
Wow, no shit |
Ooh, hooray, that’s so sick! |
With a little bit of luck maybe one of those sticks |