Grinspoon - Hard Act To Follow Lyrics
You're a hard act to followSuch a fine lookin' fellowI hear you're bell's yellowYou're a hard act to swallowIt kind of makes me sickThe way you turn those trickesCome on and light it upI want to feel the rushI'll be shooting for thrills when Iwalk out that doorYou say it's hard to care anymoreKills, Thrills and Sunday pillsI"m on a mission to kill still causenothin' thrillsYou're hooked on cokeand hoochieI want my milk and cookiesYou know you're wife looked prettyI think you're wife looked prettyI'll be shootin' for thrills whenI walk out that doorYou say it's hard to care anymoreKills, Thrills and Sunday pillsI"m on a mission to kill still causenothin' thrillsI can't help missin' you stillwell i always willKills, Thrills and Sunday pillsAlrightI'll be shootin' for thrills whenI walk out that doorDon't turn around and say youneed me anymorePoppin' pieces of pills wup off thelounge room floorYou say it's hard to care anymoreKills, Thrills and Sunday pillsI"m on a mission to kill still causenothin' thrillsI can't help missin' you stillwell i always willKills, Thrills and Sunday pillsAlright
