Pop in G — текст песни (Heatmiser)

Mic city sons seem to dumb everything down

I got wished a lot of luck

And Ill tell you what its worth now



Its a cold-blooded style

Never was worthwhile

Youre as good as they come

But youre such a f***ing trial



You went and called me up

Do you bother me on purpose

You make me feel like Im half my age

And at least twice as nervous



You go ah-ha whistling

Sweet caroline

And Ill be there to ? ?

Cos I never speak my mind



Its a miracle how

No offence is taken

But Im full of them then

Anytime you feel up to face them



You go drink your problems still

A statue in the barroom

Youve got feelings left to kill

And I wont forget it too soon



Its a cold blooded style

Never was worthwhile

Youre as good as they come

But youre such a f***ing trial



You go ah-ha whistling

Sweet caroling

And Ill be there to ? ?

Cos I never speak my mind

You dont want me to speak my mind