Middle Class Rut, Black Map - Hum lyrics
[Middle Class Rut, Black Map - Hum lyrics]
Just let it out!
On the radio a bunch of fakes
Just shut them down!
Hum along, regret it
'Cause you alone would get it
God don't make the laws
When I get bored I use novocaine
To numb the sound!
I'm the sixth spice, the heavyweight
I bring the frowns! Hum along, regret it
'Cause you alone would get it
God don't make the laws hum along, regret it
'Cause you alone would get it
God don't make the laws
I'm the heavyweight, and I don't know why
I got the sixth sense to make the girls cry
I'm the heavyweight, and I don't know why
I got the sixth sense to make the girls cry
How unAmerican!
How unAmerican to leave 'em fainting
Waiting for a breath how unAmerican!
How unAmerican to leave 'em fainting
Waiting for a breath
Hum along, regret it hum along, regret it
Hum along, regret it
'Cause you alone would get it
God don't make the laws
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