Steve Taylor

The Moshing Floor
Pendleton elbowsStick in my crawOld Doc MartenHe made me say "ah"Deck your best partnerLasses or ladsDon't you feel luckyIn you knee pads?On the moshing floorWhatever, whateverOn the moshing floorWhatever, whateverWhatever stage, whatever floorHangtime, hangtimeAnd it's 1, 2, 3, 4What are we diving for?No guru, no motherNo method, no smileNice style, bad formIs the body still warm?I wanna see you blinkSongtexteShrinks in lab coatsHuddle in the backWhatcha blaming me for?I'm just the soundtrackAll you baby boomersFeigning dismayYou hired the nannyYou faked her resumeOn the moshing floorWhatever, whateverOn the moshing floorWhatever, whateverWhatever stage, whatever floorHangtime, hangtimeAnd it's 1, 2, 3, 4What are we diving for?No guru, no motherNo method, no smileNice style, bad formIs the body still warm?I wanna do that crawlMalls and religionBuild the new fortsJesus is a franchiseIn their food courtsWho needs commitment?You gargle, then spitJust like the home teamIn the moshing pitWhatever stage, whatever floorHangtime, hangtimeAnd it's 1, 2, 3, 4What are we diving for?On the moshing floorWhatever, whateverOn the moshing floorWhatever, whateverNo guru, no motherNo mother, no methodNice style, bad formIs the body still warm?Whatever stage, whatever floorHangtime, hangtimeAnd it's 1, 2, 3, 4What are we diving for?On the moshing floorWhatever, whateverOn the moshing floorWhatever, whateverNo guru, no motherNo mother, no methodNo method, no style,Nice style, bad formOn the moshing floorWhatever, whateverOn the moshing floorWhatever, whateverNo guru, no motherNo method, no smileNice style, bad formEverybody's stillborn Aus Songtexte Mania