paroles de chanson Look At You - Live - Backyard Babies

1, 2, 3, 4

Look at you man, look at the band
Look at the day, don′t throw it away
I need a pill and a coffe re-fill
And everything is gonna be alright
I swear

Look at your cat and your eighty square flat
Look at your view over Stockholm's Zoo
Maybe I′m wrong but maybe I'm right
'Cause I guess I′m born black and white

You know you could be a rock n′ roll star
No matter who you are
It's all the same ′cause you're a real dead end

That′s what you are
Believe I'm gonna have myself a ball
And I don′t care if you don't like
How I act when I'm on top of your wife
I′m going down, I′m running up
I'm walking zig-zag and I′m tripping too much
So hold your fire, I'm coming through
I′ve gotta kill another bottle of doom

Now everybody wanna dance with you
I cannot dance 'cause my boots are stuck with glue
Everybody wanna talk too much
But all I want is you

Look at your amount on your credit card account
A billion dollar tour but I just go far
Heads up, legs up, stay-ups, fuck-ups
′Cause everything is gonna be alright, right
Well, I said, right, right, right

That's what you are

(Guitar solo)

That's what you are
Believe I′m gonna have myself a bomb
And I don′t care if you don't like
How I act when I′m on top of your wife
I'm going down, I′m running up
I'm walking zig-zag and I′m tripping too much
So hold you fire, I'm coming through
I've gotta kill another bottle of doom

I′m going down, I′m running up
I'm walking zig-zag and I′m tripping too much
So hold your fire, I'm coming through
I′ve gotta kill another bottle of doom

Now everybody wanna dance with you
I cannot dance 'cause my boots are stuck with glue
Everybody wanna talk too much
But all I want is you

Yeah, all I want is you

So why can′t I have you?