Social Wildcard - Herds of Words

Of late I've been thinking of herds of words, remarkable thoughts absurd
Why do we wake up just to go back to bed
Seems so simple but it's messing with my head
Now give me just a second whilst I set up for a question at a push
It could stop your heart
If you had your dreams in a perfect scene how long would your perfect last

Cause I love a good time don't get me wrong
But I'm sick and tired of your songs
I hate that you write them hate that they like them
And I've got no time for you at all all

I don't mean to be such a Jack the lad, or is it Jim ask him the boy is quite the catch
Girl you're no beauty queen, not quite no Billie Jean
But it's only half 12 and I've already checked your Facebook
I'll allow the slight gap or the gaping crack, in age and looks and that
But when you start baby don't stop coming
They don't stop coming and they don't stop coming
I'm lucky to be gifted with friends, who to no end, never let the good nights end
None of this shit about let's go home, rest when you're dead when you're on your own

Cause I love a good time don't get me wrong
But I'm sick and tired of your songs
I hate that you write them hate that they like them
And I've got no time for you at all all

Cause I love a good time don't get me wrong
But I'm sick and tired of your songs
I hate that you write them hate that they like them
And I've got no time for you at all all

Written by:
Charles Hulejczuk

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