art brut - what a rush lyrics
i wish i hadn’t taken off all my clothes
now i need them, where did they go
parents, lock up your daughters
his rebellious henchman is giving the orders
i can’t believe those things we did
especially now i’m sober… ish
parents, lock up your daughters
his rebellious henchman is giving the orders
i’m trying to leave without waking you
but i can’t leave without my socks
parents, lock up your daughters
his rebellious henchman is giving the orders
you like the beatles and i like the stones
but those are just records our parents owned
i can’t believe those things i said
i blame it on a rush of love to the head
you like the beatles and i like the stones
but those are just records our parents owned
i pulled you down onto my bed
i blame it on a m-ssive rush of love to the head
last night this was a great idea
but now we’re both stuck here
parents, lock up your daughters
his rebellious henchman is giving the orders
under the covers, both naked
i hate to see an opportunity wasted
parents, lock up your daughters
his rebellious henchman is giving the orders
“should we be doing this?
you’ve got a girlfriend”
“i don’t know so let’s try again”
parents, lock up your daughters
his rebellious henchman is giving the orders
you like the beatles and i like the stones
but those are just records our parents owned
i can’t believe those things i said
i blame it on a rush of love to the head
you like the beatles and i like the stones
but those are just records our parents owned
i pulled you down onto my bed
i blame it on a m-ssive rush of love to the head
you were seen kissing
there’s a scene missing
there’s a scene missing
we were seen kissing
there’s a scene missing
we were seen kissing
there’s a scene missing
we were seen kissing
you like the beatles and i like the stones
but those are just records our parents owned
i can’t believe those things i said
i blame it on a rush of love to the head
you like the beatles and i like the stones
but those are just records that our parents owned
i pulled you down onto my bed
i blame it on a m-ssive rush of love to the head
you like the beatles and i like the stones
but those are just records that our parents owned
i can’t believe those things i said
i blame it on a rush of love to the head
you like the beatles and i like the stones
but those are just records that our parents owned
i pulled you down onto my bed
i blame it on a m-ssive rush of love to the head
you like the beatles and i like the stones
but those are just records that our parents owned
i can’t believe those things i said
i blame it on a rush of love to the head
i should be guilt-ridden
i’m just wondering where my clothes are hidden
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