@migu music@

It's enough to make a fit man sick

Queuing up around in '46 they'll see

But that's enough about me

Crackdown another one at '69

Beach sand covers up another land mine, oh no.

But that's enough about you

Yeah that's enough about you

Take all of everything 'til I'm all black

This spell you've put me under's made me crack

Back down another one in seven six

They found out where you got your kicks

But they still thought that punk was dead

We played a secret song to them

And hoped that they'd forget

It's enough to make a fit man sick

Queuing up around in '46, oh no

But that's enough about you

Yeah that's enough about you

Take all of everything 'til I'm all black

This spell you've put me under's made me crack

Broke another leg again

I'm broke and on the mend again

What else can I say?

And the beat of her drum plays on forever

Like a belle out ringing from the south

I could leave it here, I could leave you never

I can hear you begging in the crowd

Begging in the crowd

But that's enough about you

Yeah that's enough about you

Take all of everything 'til I'm all black

This hell you've dragged me into's made me crack

I broke another leg again

I'm broke and on the mend again

What else can I say?

What else can I say?