Bad Baby Blue - Circus Devils

Bad Baby Blue

We’ll I’ve been lachrymose too

Bad baby blues

When it’s not up to you, yeah

Bad Baby Blue

Got me talkin' to mountains

Bad Baby Blue

Ram your fists down through your ripped out rotten shirt

Back alive I’m feeling bad enough to kill

Spare the seasons of the winters in your soul

Name the reasons, please

And Bad Baby Blue here’s to lookin' at you

Bad Baby Blue very vile with you

I found it so hard to listen to you

Bad Baby you tell me what you laugh about

Bad Baby Blue you tell me when you cry

I wanna kiss my television when you’re on

Count your angels in the suitcase of your heart

Angels sitting in your cafeteria mind

You’re a bad baby