Lyrics

They say if you ain't born beautiful You best be resourceful And me, I'm just a dirtball A righteous criminal And if, if your daddy ain't rich Ya gotta find some way to take it So I'm out window shopping With a brick at three in the morning 'Cause we're the bad seeds, the unwilling Crooked saints, straight dub villains With raised glasses, we'll grift your whole system (Man, you better listen) here come the drums Here come the drums They say if you run to the rocks The rocks will be melting And if you run to the sea The sea will be boiling And if you ain't born privileged You still got to survive, kid So you're out window shopping With a crowbar at three in the morning 'Cause we're the bad seeds, fully unwilling To give in, straight dub villains With raised glasses, we'll grift your whole system (Man, you better listen) here come the drums (Man, you better listen) here come the drums (Man, you better listen) here come the drums Here come the drums (Man, you better listen) here come the drums Here come the drums (Man, you better listen) here come the- Here come the drums
Writer(s): Jordi R Nieuwenburg, Geoffrey G G Geoff Lagadec, David Eli Germain, Jan Jaap Onverwagt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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