Promises Promises

The Cooper Temple Clause

It's got me going inside I think it's happening again

I think there's gonna be some action

Cos you got me going inside

Got me where you want me

Sit down and talk to me

Well I just hope you're happy

With your snake skin dead bodies evening all

Well just go back to your bright lights

You made promises you couldn't keep

Sicking up rag doll more than you know

Just keep your mouth shut you got mind to blow

You celebrate things you celebrate things forget about me And

just desecrate everything

Oh you messed it up good yeah this kid's just a joke

Baby can't shoot straight

But you gotta shoot straight

Cos there's so many friends to make

Gotta take blows it's the way that you grow

Don't need to be seen

Just gotta get yourself known