Testo Four Square - Michael Waugh
Testo della canzone Four Square (Michael Waugh), tratta dall'album The Cast
That alarm doesn't really suit ya
Up all night playing first person shooter
Get to school by 8.35
Or someone in a suit's gonna eat you alive
God, it gets you down
Gotta study hard there's a Science test Monday
Mum says I'm gonna be a businessman one day
Work hard, get a good ATAR
Everything you love makes you feel like a traitor
Sitting in the back row
Staring out the window
Praying for the bell
When at lunch all your mates go
D-d-d-d-down there
Taking it out on a tennis ball
Slapping it around a four square court
Breaking your body just to hit that thing
And somebody dies and makes you King
Slap, slap, slap it down
Make a face at the jeering crowd
They are not gonna keep you down
Show 'em what we do there
Dominate the four square
D-d-d-d-down there
Dominate the four square
D-d-d-d-down there
Dominate the four square
Down
At the canteen
Buy a sausage roll and a can of V
And one of your mates is bouncing like a monkey
Swinging out the door like he's flying from a trapeze
And the teacher is a real ringmaster
Cracking the whip while he's trying to calm things d-d-d-d-down
This is not my circus
These are not my clowns
Taking it out on a tennis ball
Slapping it around a four square court
Breaking your body just to hit that thing
And somebody dies and makes you King
Slap, slap, slap it down
Make a face at the jeering crowd
They are not gonna keep you down
Show 'em what we do there
Dominate the four square
D-d-d-d-down there
Dominate the four square
D-d-d-d-down there
Dominate the four square
Down
Down
Down
Down
Down
Down
They slap you down
The game gets rough and
They think you'll bounce
So you're taking it out on a tennis ball
Slapping it around a four square court
Breaking your body, just to hit that thing
Nobody died and makes you King
So you slap, slap, slap it down
Make a face at the jeering crowd
They are not keep you down
Show 'em what we do there
Dominate the four square
Slap, slap, slap it down
Make a face at the jeering crowd
They are not gonna keep you down
Show 'em what we do there
Dominate the four square
Down
Down
They slap you down
Credits
Writer(s): Michael John Waugh
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