Look At You

Backyard Babies
Look at you, man, look at the band
Look at the day, doní‚´t throw it away
I need a pill and a coffee re-fill
And everything is gonna be alright
I swear
Look at your cat and your eighty square flat
Look at your view over Stockholmí‚´s Zoo
Maybe youí‚´re wrong but maybe Ií‚´m right
'Cause I guess Ií‚´m born black and white
You know you could be a rock í‚´ roll star
No matter who you are
Ití‚´s all the same
'Cause youí‚´re a real dead end
Thatí‚´s what you are
Believe Ií‚´m gonna have myself a ball
And I doní‚´t care if you doní‚´t like
How I act when Ií‚´m on top of your wife
Ií‚´m going down, Ií‚´m running up
Ií‚´m walking zig-zag and Ií‚´m tripping too much
So hold your fire, Ií‚´m coming through
Ií‚´ve gotta kill another bottle of doom
Now everybody want to dance with you
I cannot dance 'cause my boots are stuck with glue
Everybody want to talk too much
But all I want is you
Look at your amount on your credit card account
A billion dollar tour but I just go for
Heads up, legs up, stay-ups, fuck-ups
'Cause everything is gonna be alright, right
Well, I said, right, right, right
Thatí‚´s what you are
Thatí‚´s what you are
Believe Ií‚´m gonna have myself a ball
And I doní‚´t care if you doní‚´t like
How I act when Ií‚´m on top of your wife
Ií‚´m going down, Ií‚´m running up
Ií‚´m walking zig-zag and Ií‚´m tripping too much
So hold your fire, Ií‚´m coming through
Ií‚´ve gotta kill another bottle of doom
Ií‚´m going down, Ií‚´m running up
Ií‚´m walking zig-zag and Ií‚´m tripping too much
So hold your fire, Ií‚´m coming through
Ií‚´ve gotta kill another bottle of doom
Now everybody want to dance with you
I cannot dance 'cause my boots are stuck with glue
Everybody want to talk too much
But all I want is you
Yeah, all I want is you
So why caní‚´t I have you