Ball Park Music

High Court - Ball Park Music Patiently, the beggars there all get it over with And tiptoe back for the sugar-free lemonade I'm only your daAnnotateughter I'm only your daughter I'm only your daughter, right Wasted food in a Giorgio Armani paper bag W

I got shot straight out of a cannon Up into the air, all the circus animals Opened their jaws, waved their shiny fangs at me As I fly down to you Get on top And jump up and down Forever Elton John, he's not the perfect rifle But you fire him good You

Everybody wake up Welcome to the future There's nothing going on here Just me and my personal computer. I don't love my family I think they're boring And when we get together I'm so scared of talking to them About anything. I haven't had a friend in

It's been a long day I'm absolutely achin' To lie down next to my girl and tell her all about it. I had to stop at every single red light I couldn't get a word in When I finally saw the bars. And all I wanted was you, you (x 2) They say they have gra

It was a very normal night I was attending a party And I had many different drinks Made from sweet fermented fruit I convinced myself Of certain little things I convinced myself On a b-b-bed of strings That home is just the rent Where the goodie kids

Rich People Are Stupid - Ball Park Music My friend is an expert He's always on time Researching volcanoes And blowing my mind On my way to work on Sunday morning I feel mighty fine Rich people are stupid Rich people are stupid And I feel mighty fine

Boring as bat-shit you people make me feel so Curious and I don't know why You think you'll end up in the sky Happy as Larry and riding sheep on clouds Well I'd prefer enthusiasm while you're here with me So stop Don't get carried away Darling don't

Coming Down - Ball Park Music The chefs are in the alleyway throwing down They're high on PCP when I'm around They don't recall a thing or their favourite meal 'Til they are coming down You smack me in the eyes and take my sight You cut my world in h

It's okay, it's alright It's true terror in the middle of the night Give in if it makes you feel better So surrender So surrender I'm a shotgun filled with paint, and I'm too big to operate and I just throw my limbs around I grow - grow from the grou

Sounds, all of my life, have torn me in two And turned me into a dick And this vice, from which I'm held Is so tight, and so true Truth to bad for you Carve into this earth My tantrums and turns My dramas, my need for a picket fence Oh, lord, it's em