Bad Brain - Beatsteaks

Everyone is so kind as they waste my time

I will trade my mind for another

Rip my ticket to get over you

I feel sicker every time I try to prove

Grab my pocket while I stagger ahead

Can’t you see that I need this ticket everyone I know is a drag

What’s wrong with that boy again

What’s wrong with that boy again

What’s wrong with that boy again

What’s wrong with that boy again

Talk into my hand

And get, get, get out.

Yeah, get, get, get, get out

Everyone is so kind as they waste my time

I will trade my mind for another

Kick my habit with a punch to my head

Engineering tools to set me straight

Strike me harder to adjust the truth

For all to see trade apathy for remedy so I can feel for you

What’s wrong with that boy again

What’s wrong with that boy again

What’s wrong with that boy again

What’s wrong with that boy again

Talk into my hand

And get, get, get out.

Yeah, get, get, get, get out

Eyes wide open lips are dry

Mind’s forever doomed

I might be slightly overdressed

I’ll be finished soon

Check my cover save my soul

Be my lover take the blow

Acting so damn naturally

Hush little baby do you really think

What’s wrong with that boy again

What’s wrong with that boy again

It’s Roy with that bong again

What’s wrong with that boy again

Talk into my hand

And get, get, get out.

Yeah, get, get, get, get out

And get, get, get out.

Yeah, get, get, get, get out