When the Brains Go to the b**** Lyrics

Andrew Elt: Vocals, Guitar, harmonica
Chriz Van Jaarsveld: Guitar, Backing Vocals
Don Van Spall: Guitar, Backing Vocals
Ed Jongsma: Bass guitar, Backing Vocals
Jan Koster: Drums, Backing Vocals
Turn it up!

Me and the boys went out for a ride
Typical attitude, we almost died
Coming out of the 7/11
Oh, road was blocked, she was a 747

Turn it up, turn it around
You got me spellbound

When the brains go to the b****
Nothing can stop us, nothing at all
When the brains go to the b****
Nothing can stop us, nothing at all

A big fat biker tried to poke her
She said, no, no, no, you're just another joker
Ah, put up or shut up, you're makin' me sick!
Mmm, there's too much of your lipstick
There's too much on my dipstick
Oh, turn it up, turn around
You got me down on the ground

When the brains go to the b****
Nothing can stop us, nothing at all
When the brains go to the b****
Nothing can stop us, nothing at all
Baby, don't stop me!

Oh, oh, oh, turn it up, turn around
You got me down on the ground
When the brains go to the b****
Nothing can stop us, nothing at all
When the brains go to the b****
When the brains go to the b****, baby
You can't stop me

When the brains go to the b****
Oh, we're outta control, rock 'n roll!
When the brains go to the b****
Nothing can stop us, nothing at all

You can't stop us, no!
Yeah, when the brains go to the b****

Tear it down, boys!

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