Creeper Kicks by The Lone Ghosts Lyrics
Silently weeping, do you think you've got what it takes
To take down the monsters creeping in your bed?
Those loaded jocks, they're filled with talks of how their bodies will prevail
Against law, or man the delusion runs deep
But I know you, and I know Percy
He’s a quarterback with no sense of mercy
He’ll talk you up, to bring you down
You don't wanna be on his side of town
But I know you, and your brand new kicks
Your sense of justice, will murder his
So don't hold back now, keep it steady
And kick him till, his tombstone's ready
Charming yet deceptive, his black hair takes you back
Hand around your shoulder, and the other held to god
He promises to treat you right
Those other girls can't see his light
And baby that's a lie
Cause they've spit truth straight into his eyes
But I know you, and I know Percy
He’s a quarterback with no sense of mercy
He’ll talk you up, to bring you down
You don't wanna be on his side of town
But I know you, and your brand new kicks
Your sense of justice, will murder his
So don't hold back now, keep it steady
And kick him till, his tombstone's ready
To take down the monsters creeping in your bed?
Those loaded jocks, they're filled with talks of how their bodies will prevail
Against law, or man the delusion runs deep
But I know you, and I know Percy
He’s a quarterback with no sense of mercy
He’ll talk you up, to bring you down
You don't wanna be on his side of town
But I know you, and your brand new kicks
Your sense of justice, will murder his
So don't hold back now, keep it steady
And kick him till, his tombstone's ready
Charming yet deceptive, his black hair takes you back
Hand around your shoulder, and the other held to god
He promises to treat you right
Those other girls can't see his light
And baby that's a lie
Cause they've spit truth straight into his eyes
But I know you, and I know Percy
He’s a quarterback with no sense of mercy
He’ll talk you up, to bring you down
You don't wanna be on his side of town
But I know you, and your brand new kicks
Your sense of justice, will murder his
So don't hold back now, keep it steady
And kick him till, his tombstone's ready