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Backyard Babies (Feat. Ginger) Lyrics

Look at you, man, look at the band
Take a good look at yourself and your band, and appreciate what you see.

Look at the day, don't throw it away
Don't waste this day, make the most of it.

I need a pill and a coffee re-fill
I require some medication and another coffee to pick myself up.

And everything is gonna be alright I swear
I promise that everything will be okay.

Look at your cat and your eighty square flat Look at your view over Stockholm's Zoo
Consider the good things in your life, like your cat, home, and scenic view.

Maybe you're wrong but maybe I'm right 'Cause I guess I'm born black and white
There may be varying opinions, but I believe I am correct due to my nature.

You know you could be a rock n' roll star No matter who you are It's all the same 'Cause you're a real dead end
Anyone can be a rockstar, but it won't matter because you're all just leading to a dead end.

That's what you are
You are a dead end, plain and simple.

Believe I'm gonna have myself a ball And I don't care if you don't like How I act when I'm on top of your wife
I am going to enjoy myself, and I don't care if you disapprove of how I act around your wife.

I'm going down, I'm running up I'm walking zig-zag and I'm tripping too much So hold your fire, I'm coming through I've gotta kill another bottle of doom
I am unstable and intoxicated, but still forging ahead and looking to drink more to dull my anxiety.

Now everybody want to dance with you I cannot dance 'cause my boots are stuck with glue Everybody want to talk too much But all I want is you
Others may want to talk and dance with you, but I am stuck in place and focused on you alone.

Look at your amount on your credit card account A billion dollar tour but I just go for Heads up, legs up, stay-ups, fuck-ups 'Cause everything is gonna be alright, right Well, I said, right, right, right
You may have a lot of money, but I am content with wild experiences regardless of the consequences, and I am confident everything will be okay.

I'm going down, I'm running up I'm walking zig-zag and I'm tripping too much So hold your fire, I'm coming through I've gotta kill another bottle of doom
I am continuing to behave in a reckless manner, despite my stumbling and intoxication.

Now everybody want to dance with you I cannot dance 'cause my boots are stuck with glue Everybody want to talk too much But all I want is you Yeah, all I want is you So why can't I have you
Others may desire your attention, but I am fixated solely on you and cannot have enough of you.