Song | Drugs |
Artist | Thingy |
Album | Songs About Angels, Evil, and Running Around on Fire |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
And I don't even know what to say | |
'cept that maybe it shouldn't be important | |
And I don't even know its name | |
If it were a dog I'd call him Rover | |
Oh, oh, oh | |
And then something should go right there | |
There's something 'bout being an alcoholic | |
And the skyrocketing price of beer | |
I wish I could do drugs | |
(That man is real, not made of steel) |