Le Tigre - Seconds Lyrics
Pipe down baby why so fake loud?Youve lied now ten thousand timesIts show business anyhowWhy dont you put that tongue back in your mouth?Whoa. You make me sick sick sick sick sick sick sick sick sick sickWhered you get all the attention?Your dads moneys too base to mentionHis coattails are looking wornYouve had a nice ride thats for sureBetter thank your brain-dead clienteleFor all the money that youll spend in hellYou make me sick, you make meYou make me so, you make me so sick sick sick sickWhoa. You make me sick sick sick sick sick sick sick sick sick sickWanna percent of every nationYoure the type to rise to that occasionStole the race no surprise thereThe elevator always beats the stairsWhoa. You make me sick, so sick, you make me sickYou make me sick, so sick, you make me so sickOn a golf cartWearing some uniformBombing in the night-timeLying on TVWhoa.You make me sick sick sick siiiiiick
