Gimme Resurrection - Anya Marina

Gimme resurrection, gimme restraint

'cause I’ve been gunning it to get there and then running away

Gimme good intentions, even the score

C’mon and gimme lotsa lip and let me hear you roar

Oh

Oh, oh

Oh oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh

Oh, oh

Oh, oh

Oh, oh

Gimme resurrection, don’t disappear

No, I don’t need another yes man, show me some fear

Gimme some elation, gimme a ride

We’ll be like people on vacation every day of our lives

Oh

Oh, oh

Oh oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh

Oh, oh

Oh, oh

Oh, oh

Oh

Oh, oh

Oh oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh

Oh, oh

Oh, oh

Oh, oh

All of this time I was taking a stand

With something so fine in the palm of my hand

Don’t wanna mess around

Don’t wanna mess around

Don’t wanna mess around

Lord knows I’ve messed around

Don’t wanna mess around

Don’t wanna mess around

Don’t wanna mess around

Lord knows I’ve messed around

Don’t wanna mess up, don’t wanna mess up

Now that I can see it there’s no way I’m gonna give it up

Gimme resurrection, gimme a chance

Come on and spin me like a record make me want to dance / I’ll get you back,

something right

I’ll make you sing it out your window every night

It goes

Oh

Oh, oh

Oh oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh

Oh, oh

Oh, oh

Oh, oh