EIGHTIES MATCHBOX B-LINE DISASTER


Freuds Black Muck Lyrics

Guitar, guitar, guitar, guitar
I like to play on my guitar
Guitar, guitar, guitar, guitar
I like to play on my guitar
I can't get up
And when I'm down
Thats when the sick
Come to my town
You sick fat f**k
You stole my brown
You got me rolling on the ground
Wow, ow, huh
Wow, ow, huh
While waiting by your side
Life takes me by surprise
But if you think I'm wise
Life takes me by surprise
But if you wonder why?
And if you trust my eyes
I'm waiting by your side

I made it up
I made it down
I sweat these drinks
Into my sack
I kid myself
I'm Sigmund Freud
I dig my teeth into the void
Wow, ow, huh
Ow, wow, huh
While waiting by your side
Life takes me by surprise
But if you think I'm wise
Life takes me by surprise
But if you wonder why?
And if you trust my eyes
I'm waiting by your side
aaaaaaahh
woo woo, woo woo
woo woo, woo woo
woo woo, woo woo
woo woo, woo woo
woo woo, woo woo
woo woo, woo woo

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Songwriter(s): Andrew Samuel Arjunan Huxley, Guy Edward Mcknight, Marc Rohan Norris, Tom Niki Diamantopoulo, Symren Singh Gharial

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