Wrong Wrong Wrong Lyrics by Slang
Be warm be on be opened up.
Be here begin be wow.
Will we never be warm enough?
We’re broke beyond a bender, bonfire in the yard.
Will we ever be warm enough?
Here comes one skinny looking dog.
How’d he get out here?
Hummin and trucking right along out on this new frontier.
I got no patience.
I hate my old place.
I got a thing, I gotta go.
I can’t keep up the face.
I did two years in a different suit, generic piece of junk.
Now my dignity won’t shut up.
The game, the fake, emaciates.
We sit, we sit at empty plates.
If you know full well where the magic’s at, let’s get the magic back.
Here comes one skinny looking dog.
How’d he get out here.
Hummin and trucking right along, this is the new frontier.
I got no patience, I hate my new place.
I got a thing, I gotta go.
I can’t keep up the face.
We’re taking turns in the basement, taking turns in the basement, taking turns in the basement, taking turns in the basement.
I’m wide open.
I’m wide open.
Last call, clink clink.
Last call, I gotta think.
Last call, we’re understaffed.
Last call, I need a manifestation.
I’m in love with a force, I wanna do things wrong wrong wrong.
O we’ve been mucking with the sound under the counter.
Saliva give a different taste, fa fa fa fa fa fa.
Here comes one skinny looking dog.
How’d he get out here?
Hummin and trucking right along, out on this new frontier.