Jacobsons Songtext
Why? Shh
Why? Shh
Why? Shh
Just shh
Are you sad?
Why are you sad?
Better off dead than staying in bed
I need a lazy friend, friend, friend, friend, friend
Why? Shh
Why? Shh
Just shh
Are you sad?
Why are you sad?
Better off dead than staying in bed
I need a lazy friend, friend, friend, friend, friend
I need a lazy friend, friend, friend, friend, friend
Need a lazy friend, friend, friend, friend, friend
Friend, friend, friend, friend, friend
Friend, friend, friend, friend, friend
What side were you on during Saipan?
It's 4 a.m. and I thought it was a good question
I never miss you, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I never think of you, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I never thanked you, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
For what?
You're taking the ball home
You're wrecking my head bone
You're taking the ball home
You're wrecking my head bone
You're taking the ball home
You're wrecking my head bone
You're taking the ball home You're wrecking my head bone
I'm so sorry, so sorry, so sorry, so
So sorry, so sorry, so sorry, so sorry
I'm so sorry, so sorry, so sorry
For your loss
Well, I should be more sad
I should be more sad
I should be more sad
He is then and here comes a harsh F
Watch your cuff
In glove with your hands
A dull light bulb, tan drips off
Where do you go when you're told to fuck off?
You're taking the ball home
You're wrecking my head bone
You're taking the ball home
You're wrecking my head bone
You're taking the ball home
You're wrecking my head bone
You're taking the ball home
You're wrecking my head bone
You're taking the ball home
You're wrecking my head bone
You're taking the ball home
You're wrecking my head bone
You're taking the ball home
You're wrecking my head bone
You're taking the ball home
You're wrecking my head bone
Well, I should be more sad
I should be more sad
I should be more sad
I should be more sad
Well, I should be more sad
I should be more sad
I should be more sad
I should be more sad
I should be more sad
I should be more sad
I should be more sad
I should be more sad
Need a lazy friend, friend, friend, friend, friend
Friend, friend, friend, friend, friend
Friend, friend, friend, friend, friend
What side were you on during Saipan?
It's 4 a.m. and I thought it was a good question
I never miss you, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I never think of you, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I never thanked you, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
For what?
You're taking the ball home
You're wrecking my head bone
You're taking the ball home
You're wrecking my head bone
You're taking the ball home
You're wrecking my head bone
You're taking the ball home You're wrecking my head bone
I'm so sorry, so sorry, so sorry, so
So sorry, so sorry, so sorry, so sorry
I'm so sorry, so sorry, so sorry
For your loss
Well, I should be more sad
I should be more sad
I should be more sad
He is then and here comes a harsh F
Watch your cuff
In glove with your hands
A dull light bulb, tan drips off
Where do you go when you're told to fuck off?
You're taking the ball home
You're wrecking my head bone
You're taking the ball home
You're wrecking my head bone
You're taking the ball home
You're wrecking my head bone
You're taking the ball home
You're wrecking my head bone
You're taking the ball home
You're wrecking my head bone
You're taking the ball home
You're wrecking my head bone
You're taking the ball home
You're wrecking my head bone
You're taking the ball home
You're wrecking my head bone
Well, I should be more sad
I should be more sad
I should be more sad
I should be more sad
Well, I should be more sad
I should be more sad
I should be more sad
I should be more sad
I should be more sad
I should be more sad
I should be more sad
I should be more sad