The Key of Awesome - What Makes You Beautiful lyrics
[The Key of Awesome - What Makes You Beautiful lyrics]
Look at my face, so sweet and pure
They let me sing even though
I have a stu uh-ter
We're hangin' tough, we punch the air
Cus like the honeybadger we
Don't fucking ca ah-are
This song was made by a gay computer
We all sing high cus we're neutered
Baby, we make real bands go
Home and slit their wrists
We are the seventh sign of the apocalypse
We're running now cus we don't
Know what water is you don't know oh oh
You don't know we're terrible
You thought that boy bands
We're dead and gone
But just like cancer and aids
We're still going strong
10 million tween girls and old
Perverts can't be wrong
Let's all point and run
Pointing at stuff is such fun
Point, point, we don't know we're almost done
What's going on? I see your thong
Girl, did you know that I've got
The same one oh oh-on?
We're on the beach, doing a sport
We didn't bring any beach
Stuff not even shorts
Here comes a girl who was paid to be here
Let's all split one luke-warm beer
Me and my four friends all
Want you so desperately
Now that I say that out-loud
It sounds quite creepy come back here
You're not in danger of pregnancy
Cus we don't know oh oh
We don't what boners are
Now let's do the na na part
This is the part where we na na nana
Every hit song needs a na na nana
You'll wake up at night screaming na na nana
My grandmother's nickname is Nana
And now I'll point at the
Place where you make babies
I want somebody to grow old and point with me
I like the fact that we
Wear the same size Capris
I don't know oh oh
I don't know that I'm gay yet
Someday he'll come out of the closet
In five years I will OD on heroin
One of us will be the Justin, I think it's me
I don't think so, bro
I will be the Justin one
Oh, no, you will be the fat Fatone fuck you
I will be in musicals
They let me sing even though
I have a stu uh-ter
We're hangin' tough, we punch the air
Cus like the honeybadger we
Don't fucking ca ah-are
This song was made by a gay computer
We all sing high cus we're neutered
Baby, we make real bands go
Home and slit their wrists
We are the seventh sign of the apocalypse
We're running now cus we don't
Know what water is you don't know oh oh
You don't know we're terrible
You thought that boy bands
We're dead and gone
But just like cancer and aids
We're still going strong
10 million tween girls and old
Perverts can't be wrong
Let's all point and run
Pointing at stuff is such fun
Point, point, we don't know we're almost done
What's going on? I see your thong
Girl, did you know that I've got
The same one oh oh-on?
We're on the beach, doing a sport
We didn't bring any beach
Stuff not even shorts
Here comes a girl who was paid to be here
Let's all split one luke-warm beer
Me and my four friends all
Want you so desperately
Now that I say that out-loud
It sounds quite creepy come back here
You're not in danger of pregnancy
Cus we don't know oh oh
We don't what boners are
Now let's do the na na part
This is the part where we na na nana
Every hit song needs a na na nana
You'll wake up at night screaming na na nana
My grandmother's nickname is Nana
And now I'll point at the
Place where you make babies
I want somebody to grow old and point with me
I like the fact that we
Wear the same size Capris
I don't know oh oh
I don't know that I'm gay yet
Someday he'll come out of the closet
In five years I will OD on heroin
One of us will be the Justin, I think it's me
I don't think so, bro
I will be the Justin one
Oh, no, you will be the fat Fatone fuck you
I will be in musicals