Get Dead

Backyard Babies

You say it´s wrong

But I say alright

Alright is wrong

Or might is right

Everything is fucked so bad

So messed up so sad

You ain´t feeling so fine

When there´s too much speed along the line

And there´s freak confusions in your bed

And you got triple sixes in your head



So get dead on an anything-can-happen-day

Baby, get dead, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah



I walk on by

I need a higher

Place to go away

On an anything-can-happen-day

There´s freak confusions in your bed

And you got triple sixes in your head



So get dead on an anything-can-happen-day

Baby, get dead, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah



I said, get dead



See what I hear

Feel what I fear

So what´s new, what you trying to do

I make no deals with you



Get dead on an anything-can-happen-day

Baby, get dead, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah



I said, get dead

Get dead

Baby, get dead

Get dead