I don't really wanna scream or shout but
It's got me riled and I wanna tell you all about this,
And how it seems to me.
If I was yellow, well I'm turning myself red.
If you place it safe then the only thing you change is your head,
And that's not enough.
We have been raising hell and God knows we've all seen it.
Grass turns to sand but you don't care.
It's just been turning all round in my belly,
There's something turning your guts to jelly.
You've got the whole d***ed world in your mitts but you
Just shrug your shoulders and say 'gimme the hits'
I don't care if there's 6 people listening
I'm not gonna stand here saying nothing,
You've got the wrong man.
I've seen your eyes and they're open,
Observed your brain and it's on,
And I've heard what you say
And it doesn't follow on.
We have been raising hell and God knows we've all seen it.
Grass turns to sand but you don't care.
We have been raising hell and God knows we've all seen it,
And I don't understand how you don't care.
It's got me riled and I wanna tell you all about this,
And how it seems to me.
If I was yellow, well I'm turning myself red.
If you place it safe then the only thing you change is your head,
And that's not enough.
We have been raising hell and God knows we've all seen it.
Grass turns to sand but you don't care.
It's just been turning all round in my belly,
There's something turning your guts to jelly.
You've got the whole d***ed world in your mitts but you
Just shrug your shoulders and say 'gimme the hits'
I don't care if there's 6 people listening
I'm not gonna stand here saying nothing,
You've got the wrong man.
I've seen your eyes and they're open,
Observed your brain and it's on,
And I've heard what you say
And it doesn't follow on.
We have been raising hell and God knows we've all seen it.
Grass turns to sand but you don't care.
We have been raising hell and God knows we've all seen it,
And I don't understand how you don't care.