Dumping the Motorheads - I Got You On Tape, Rumpistol

We like to sit around and watch the buildings collide

Walk the sunny beaches with nothing but a smile

Stranger than a teardrop falling from the eye

Louder than a shotgun, hello and goodbye

Ever too mysterious and sort of in your way whenever

You’ve got something good to say

Put it in your pocket, throw it far away

Dig it down a hole and tell your friends to take a dive,

Tell them all of what you did today

Dumping the motorheads

We like watching a movie that we don’t understand

A little out of key, rubber ducks in our hands

We’ll run for president when we get the chance

Breaking terrifying news while the b boys dance

Two of us are waiting for a car to arrive

Some of us are puzzled by the clouds in the sky

Ever too mysterious and sort of in your way when

Ever you’ve got something good to say

Dumping the motorheads