The Amps - Mom's Drunk

Oh how
Generate the wave
On the ground
Deep claw
A photo pass
Four words of hate
Me I'm packing bleak, yeah

Her refrain
Spread over the stars
A stock went by
Me, I'm satisfied
Ooh how
Generate the wave
Generate the way

Oh how
Generate the way

Written by:
KIM DEAL

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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