Testo Small Lives - The Grates
Testo della canzone Small Lives (The Grates), tratta dall'album Gravity Won't Get You High (eDeluxe Edition)
He's a short man
With (?)
Doesn't matter if you lose yourself in work
Got a T-shirt
Lots of (?)
Doesn't matter if your less than (?)
Wait, I've been called up for another
You, yah ooh
You're like your sister, not your brother
Got a black belt
In karate
Never used it on the people in the street
Got a big old bag
Filled with dirty bricks
Smashing windows down on South Street, just for kicks
Kicks, I've been called up for another
You, yah ooh
You're like your sister, not your brother
Don't be playing with small lives baby, no
Uh oh
Don't be messing with small lives baby, it hurts
It hurts, it hurts.
You could be useful, if you wanted to be used
Yeah
You could do womders if you wanted to be used
So wait, wait, I've been called up for another
You, yah ooh
You're like your sister, not your brother
Don't go messing with small lives baby
Don't go messing with small lives baby
Don't you be messing with small lives baby, it hurts.
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Writer(s): John Patterson, Patience Hodgson, Alana Skyring
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