paroles de chanson Don't Mess Me Around - Live - Buzzcocks

Gonna have to cut you down to size
You're running out of style
I'm gonna put you out
With a subterranean profile

Oh, don't you push me too far
It's gonna be bad for your health
You'll wind up just a friend
To the ghost of your former self

Don't mess me around
And don't you mess me around
You're pullin' me down
Don't you mess me around

And any more of your mouth
And we'll both see red
I'll pin your bottom lip
To the top of your head

You've got too much talkie-talkie
And don't you say one more thing
I'll make your insides look
Like a Jackson Pollock painting

Don't mess mearound
Don't you mess me around
And don't you pullin' me down
Don't mess me around