歌詞

Is it funny like a ha-ha? Spent all your money, now your nose is bloody One day, it's gonna crush ya The walls are paper thin Now that's what I call music Now that's what I call music Now that's what I call music (Oh-oh-oh-oo-oo-oo-oh, oh-oh) You're moving in the wrong direction (Oh-oh-oh-oo-oo-oo-oh, oh-oh) You better take control You're wasting all your money Wasting all your money Is it funny like a ha-ha? You've opened your eyes now you can't see nothin' In the dead of the night I see it It's coming, coming, taking you home Have you still got the meat on your bones? Have you still got the whites left in your eyes? I feel like a fly on the wall Took a piece of bacon in the sandwich you dropped on the floor Oh, why do you make me feel so small? Feel like an idiot, I'm sick of it all, of it all Now that's what I call music Now that's what I call music Now that's what I call music Now that's what I call (Oh-oh-oh-oo-oo-oo-oh, oh-oh) You're moving in the wrong direction (Oh-oh-oh-oo-oo-oo-oh, oh-oh) You better take control You're wasting all your money Wasting all your money You ain't got no money You wasted all your money Now that's what I call music Now that's what I call music Now that's what I call music Now that's what I call music Is it funny like a ha-ha? You spent all your money, now your nose is bloody You're moving in the wrong direction You're gonna lose control (Oh-oh-oh-oo-oo-oo-oh, oh-oh) You're moving in the wrong direction (Oh-oh-oh-oo-oo-oo-oh, oh-oh) You better take control You're wasting all your money Wasting all your money You ain't got no money You're wasting all your money You ain't got no money You're wasting all your money You ain't got no money So why's it always money?
Writer(s): Connaire Denis Mccann, Jonathan Madden, Aidan Thomas Mccann, Hamish Alastair Fingland Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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