Lyrics

A ticker tape parade Of tiny little words Spat in the punch While your backs were turned And it ain't what's said So much as what's heard No it ain't what's said Shaping up like fighters These tired old stags Boxing at shadows And wet paper bags Swingin' so low Sweet charity no Kicking up the dirt yeah Blowing in here talking loud And wooing the crowd Move on, get gone It's a force of nature Force of nature Like a force of nature So you shoot from the lip That's a nice little earner But how 'bout some love For the visual learner Some kind of display Some kindness today Kicking up the dirt yeah Blowing in here talking loud And wooing the crowd Move on, get gone It's a force of nature Force of nature Like a force of nature Force of nature Kicking up the dirt yeah Like a force of nature Blowing in here talking loud And wooing the crowd Move on, get gone It's a force of nature Force of nature Like a force of nature Force of nature Like a force of nature Force of nature Like a force of nature
Writer(s): Ivan Khatchoyan, Jake Edward Mason, Daniel Hayes West, Ross Mclennan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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