Música - From The Hip

Outra de Mainstream de Lloyd Cole and the Commotions




This one's from the hip
oh mother you have sorely misjudged me
it should have been whipped
out of me
without a father figured i
yeh i concluded then that I'm
not for spitting on
this one's from the hip
my love i should have warned you about me
it never got whipped
out of me
me and my modesty and
mother your wretched son won't
take his medicine
not i
i don't care anymore
I'm sick and I'm tired
and i don't care anymore
this one's from the hip
why should i know why?
it's a wicked world
I've had it up to here
sweet jesus i should have warned you about me
it's sure to end in tears
and misery
without a father figured i
yeh i concluded then that I'm
not for spitting on
not i...
why should i know why should i care?
who's telling me what i should wear?
mother your wretched son is hooked on his medicine
i don't care anymore
I'm sick and I'm tired
and i don't care anymore
this one's from the hip
why should i know why
it's a wicked world