Fried My Little Brains - The Kills

Got six troubles, on my back

Like six little milk teeth, all gone bad

Won’t move over, won’t get gone

Won’t move over

Fried my little brains

Fried my little brains

Fried my little brains

Fried my little brains

Only got ten minutes, better get me good

Pull out my little milk teeth, pull good

Won’t move over, won’t get gone

Won’t move over

Fried my little brains

Fried my little brains

Fried my little brains

Fried my little brains