Look At You Songtext / Lyric

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Look at you, man
Look at the band
Look at the day
Don’t throw it away
I need a pill and a coffee refill
And everything is gonna be alright
I swear

Look at your cat and your eighty square flat
Look at your view over Stockholm’s zoo
Maybe you’re wrong
But maybe I’m right
Cause I guess I’m born black & white

You know you could be a Rock’N’Roll star
No matter who you are
But it’s all the same
Cause you’re a real dead end

That’s what you are
Believe I’m gonna have myself a ball
And I don’t care if you don’t like how I act
When I’m on top of your wife
I’m going down
I’m running up
I’m walking zig-zag
And I’m tripping too much
So hold your fire
I’m coming through
I’ve gotta kill another bottle of doom

Now everybody wanna dance with you
I can not dance cause my boots are stuck with glue
Everybody wanna talk too much
But all I want is you

Look at your amount
On your credit-card account
A billion dollar tour
But I just go for
Heads up, legs up, stay-ups, fuck-ups
Cause everything is gonna be alright

Well, I said right, right, right
That’s what you are

That’s what you are
Believe I’m gonna have myself a ball
And I don’t care if you don’t like how I act
When I’m on top of your wife
I’m going down
I’m running up
I’m walking zig-zag
And I’m tripping too much
So hold your fire
I’m coming through
I’ve gotta kill another bottle of doom

I’m going down
I’m running up
I’m walking zig-zag
And I’m tripping too much
So hold your fire
I’m coming through
I’ve gotta kill another bottle of doom

Now everybody wanna dance with you
I can not dance cause my boots are stuck with glue
Everybody wanna talk too much
But all I want is you
Yeah all I want is you
So why can’t I have you?