O.C.D. by The Wildhearts Lyrics
2,3, ow nagh!
Are we rollin’?
Whoa! Yeah! Whoa! Yeah!
Down down, it’s-a getting me down
Whoa! Yeah! Whoa! Yeah!
Down down, it’s-a getting me down
Whoa! Yeah! Whoa! Yeah!
Down down, it’s-a getting me down
Whoa! Yeah! Whoa! Yeah!
Down down, it’s-a getting me down
Hey, so you need a camera
I will be your camera, check it out
Hey, well I can see you doubting me
I’m my own worst enemy, check it out
Why don’t you check it out?
Whoa! Yeah! Whoa! Yeah!
Down down, it’s-a getting me down
Whoa! Yeah! Whoa! Yeah!
Down down, it’s-a getting me down
Hey, so you need an animal
I will be your animal, check it out
Hey, It’s so clean and surgical
I control your vertical, check it out
Why don’t you check it out?
My mind’s on fire, my soul is clear
I got two good feet to stand on
And I’m facing all I fear
I’ll take a tablet, won’t play for gain
Got a gun right here beside me
And I’m down, I’ll drown
Whoa! Yeah! Whoa! Yeah!
Down down, it’s-a getting me down
Whoa! Yeah! Whoa! Yeah!
Down down, it’s-a getting me down
My mind’s on fire, my soul is clear
I got two good feet to stand on
And I’m facing all I fear
I’ll take a tablet, won’t play for gain
Got a gun right here beside me
And I’m down, I’ll drown
Are we rollin’?
Whoa! Yeah! Whoa! Yeah!
Down down, it’s-a getting me down
Whoa! Yeah! Whoa! Yeah!
Down down, it’s-a getting me down
Whoa! Yeah! Whoa! Yeah!
Down down, it’s-a getting me down
Whoa! Yeah! Whoa! Yeah!
Down down, it’s-a getting me down
Hey, so you need a camera
I will be your camera, check it out
Hey, well I can see you doubting me
I’m my own worst enemy, check it out
Why don’t you check it out?
Whoa! Yeah! Whoa! Yeah!
Down down, it’s-a getting me down
Whoa! Yeah! Whoa! Yeah!
Down down, it’s-a getting me down
Hey, so you need an animal
I will be your animal, check it out
Hey, It’s so clean and surgical
I control your vertical, check it out
Why don’t you check it out?
My mind’s on fire, my soul is clear
I got two good feet to stand on
And I’m facing all I fear
I’ll take a tablet, won’t play for gain
Got a gun right here beside me
And I’m down, I’ll drown
Whoa! Yeah! Whoa! Yeah!
Down down, it’s-a getting me down
Whoa! Yeah! Whoa! Yeah!
Down down, it’s-a getting me down
My mind’s on fire, my soul is clear
I got two good feet to stand on
And I’m facing all I fear
I’ll take a tablet, won’t play for gain
Got a gun right here beside me
And I’m down, I’ll drown