7-11 by The Disco Biscuits Lyrics
Cover it up
I know you got eyes
You know you got time
You want free from the octopus wrapped around your mind
Run to the hills
Out on your own
Reaped nothing sown
Whiplash tongue
As you reach for a grip
And search for the clone
And maybe, all that you want to be is all that you had to be
When flakes of gold and falling rubies were never enough
So you spend your time opening doors for everyone else but me
In the morning time, the sky up above you, the sun will come up
Work too hard so I buy myself style for walking the mile
Hours a day that I spend doing nonsense worth somebody's while
I'm gonna go out and jam!
I'm gonna go out and party!
I got a brand new mission
So bring your ass to the party!
There's a last time for everything
What do you do, what do you do
It always comes back to the things that you knew
Things that you knew
Why go down, when they think that you're beat
Think that you're beat
Kick some dust on the manager's feet
Manager's feet
And maybe, all that you want to be is all that you had to be
When flakes of gold and falling rubies were never enough
So you spend your time opening doors for everyone else but me
In the morning time, the sky up above you, the sun will come up
Work too hard so I buy myself style for walking the mile
Hours a day that I spend doing nonsense worth somebody's while
I'm gonna go out and jam!
I'm gonna go out and party!
I got a brand new mission
So bring your ass to the party!
Crossed off, laid up till noon in bed
Got cauliflower dreams as your brain's ripped to shreds
You made it to the dance, but you're wearing a towel
Let me play you one that'll make you howl
Crossed off, laid up till noon in bed
Got cauliflower dreams as your brain's ripped to shreds
You made it to the dance, but you're wearing a towel
Let me play you one that'll make you howl
Ladies give me one that'll make me howl
Let me play you one that'll make you wanna go out and jam!
I know you got eyes
You know you got time
You want free from the octopus wrapped around your mind
Run to the hills
Out on your own
Reaped nothing sown
Whiplash tongue
As you reach for a grip
And search for the clone
And maybe, all that you want to be is all that you had to be
When flakes of gold and falling rubies were never enough
So you spend your time opening doors for everyone else but me
In the morning time, the sky up above you, the sun will come up
Work too hard so I buy myself style for walking the mile
Hours a day that I spend doing nonsense worth somebody's while
I'm gonna go out and jam!
I'm gonna go out and party!
I got a brand new mission
So bring your ass to the party!
There's a last time for everything
What do you do, what do you do
It always comes back to the things that you knew
Things that you knew
Why go down, when they think that you're beat
Think that you're beat
Kick some dust on the manager's feet
Manager's feet
And maybe, all that you want to be is all that you had to be
When flakes of gold and falling rubies were never enough
So you spend your time opening doors for everyone else but me
In the morning time, the sky up above you, the sun will come up
Work too hard so I buy myself style for walking the mile
Hours a day that I spend doing nonsense worth somebody's while
I'm gonna go out and jam!
I'm gonna go out and party!
I got a brand new mission
So bring your ass to the party!
Crossed off, laid up till noon in bed
Got cauliflower dreams as your brain's ripped to shreds
You made it to the dance, but you're wearing a towel
Let me play you one that'll make you howl
Crossed off, laid up till noon in bed
Got cauliflower dreams as your brain's ripped to shreds
You made it to the dance, but you're wearing a towel
Let me play you one that'll make you howl
Ladies give me one that'll make me howl
Let me play you one that'll make you wanna go out and jam!