Scissor Sisters - Music is the Victim lyrics
[Scissor Sisters - Music is the Victim lyrics]
I left my heart in San Francisco
It's at some motherfucking disco
The people there were dancin' on it
And that's including Ms matronic
Hell if music is the victim then so am I
Of lovin' and a cheatin' the snake gon' bite
I beg and I scream and I cuss and I cry
If music is the victim then so am I
Of your bad fun
Money's all gone but you need some
Lover's on the phone but the got none
Daddy ain't home from the dog run
And you're riding through the
City with a shotgun
I left my bag in Pasadena
Where all them girls was doin' Tina
Them bitches sure was crunked up on it
I said I'd rather smoke some chronic
Hell if music is the victim then so am I
Of lovin' and a cheatin' the snake gon' bite
I beg and I scream and I cuss and I cry
If music is the victim then som am I
Of your bad fun
Money's all gone but you need some
Lover's on the phone but the got none
Daddy ain't home from the dog run
And you're riding through the
City with a shotgun
I left my man in Houston, Texas
Just before he finished breakfast
He said, "Oh, baby, fry some more eggs"
But, I was runnin' on my own two legs
Hell if Jesus had the power than so do I
To rise up from the dead and
Take up to the sky
I'm bustin' for the money so I get by
If music is the victim then so am I
Of your bad fun
Money's all gone but you need some
Lover's on the phone but the got none
Daddy ain't home from the dog run
And you're riding through the
City with a shotgun
Riding through the city with a shotgun
Riding through the city with a shotgun
It's at some motherfucking disco
The people there were dancin' on it
And that's including Ms matronic
Hell if music is the victim then so am I
Of lovin' and a cheatin' the snake gon' bite
I beg and I scream and I cuss and I cry
If music is the victim then so am I
Of your bad fun
Money's all gone but you need some
Lover's on the phone but the got none
Daddy ain't home from the dog run
And you're riding through the
City with a shotgun
I left my bag in Pasadena
Where all them girls was doin' Tina
Them bitches sure was crunked up on it
I said I'd rather smoke some chronic
Hell if music is the victim then so am I
Of lovin' and a cheatin' the snake gon' bite
I beg and I scream and I cuss and I cry
If music is the victim then som am I
Of your bad fun
Money's all gone but you need some
Lover's on the phone but the got none
Daddy ain't home from the dog run
And you're riding through the
City with a shotgun
I left my man in Houston, Texas
Just before he finished breakfast
He said, "Oh, baby, fry some more eggs"
But, I was runnin' on my own two legs
Hell if Jesus had the power than so do I
To rise up from the dead and
Take up to the sky
I'm bustin' for the money so I get by
If music is the victim then so am I
Of your bad fun
Money's all gone but you need some
Lover's on the phone but the got none
Daddy ain't home from the dog run
And you're riding through the
City with a shotgun
Riding through the city with a shotgun
Riding through the city with a shotgun