歌词
Yeah! Hey!
Believe me,
I have seen your sort before.
You're all over history,
Like dust on the kitchen floor [Tell me more]
You're lips are moving,
You go on and on and on and on and on.
You swing your rod, rod baby rod, rod,
But don't swing it at me.
But it's not for me,
No I disagree!
Cause I heard you before when you said, "There's a hole in your heart and it’s bleedin"
You dress up for
Armageddon,
I dress up for summer.
Yeah! Hey!
And now you got their attention,
You know, you gotta keep 'em believing.
But as a matter of fact, what they believe,
You're not believing no more. [Tell tell tell tell tell tell me more]
I hear you're one in a million! [Tell me more]
But there's a million of you. [Tell, tell me more]
You swing your rod, rod baby rod, rod.
But don't swing it at me!
But it's not for me, no
I disagree!
Cause I heard you before when you said, "There's a hole in your heart and it’s bleedin"
You dress up for
Armageddon,
I dress up for summer!
Who's that man with the microphone?
Today he's here but tomorrow he's gone..
But I disagree!
And I heard you before when you said, "There's a hole in your heart and it’s bleedin"
You dress up for
Armageddon,
I dress up for summer!
You feel tortured and filled with regret,
You say "life is void of meaning".
Are they not sick of you yet?
Man that's such a, man that's such a bummer.