What Would You Do? Songtext
von Bastille
What Would You Do? Songtext
Boys and girls, wanna hear a true story?
Saturday night was at this real wild party
There was liquor overflowin′ the cup
About five or six strippers tryna work for a buck
So I took one girl outside with me
Her name was Londy, she went to Junior High with me
I said, "Why you up in there dancing for cash?
I guess a whole lot's changed since I seen you last"
She said
"What would you do if your son was at home
Crying all alone on the bedroom floor
′Cause he's hungry and the only way to feed him is to
Sleep with a man for a little bit of money?
And his daddy's gone, in and out of lock down
I ain′t got a job now, he′s just smokin' rock now
So for you, this is just a good time
But for me, this is what I call life"
"Girl, you ain′t the only one to have a baby
That's no excuse to be living all crazy"
So she stared me right square in the eye
And said "Every day, I wake up, hoping to die"
She said, "They′re gonna know about pain
'Cause me and my sister ran away, so our daddy couldn′t rape us
Before I was a teenager, I done been through more shit
You can't even relate to"
What would you do if your son was at home
Crying all alone on the bedroom floor
'Cause he′s hungry and the only way to feed him is to
Sleep with a man for a little bit of money?
And his daddy′s gone, in and out of lock down
I ain't got a job now, he′s just smokin' rock now
So for you, this is just a good time
But for me, this is what I call life
What would you do?
Get up off my feet and stop making tired excuses
What would you do?
Get up off my feet and stop making tired excuses
What would you do?
Get up off my feet and stop making tired excuses
What would you do?
Get up off my feet!
What would you do if your son was at home
Crying all alone on the bedroom floor
′Cause he's hungry and the only way to feed him is to
Sleep with a man for a little bit of money?
And his daddy′s gone, in and out of lock down
I ain't got a job now, he's just smokin′ rock now
So for you, this is just a good time
But for me, this is what I call life
What would you do if your son was at home
Crying all alone on the bedroom floor
′Cause he's hungry and the only way to feed him is to
Sleep with a man for a little bit of money?
And his daddy′s gone, in and out of lock down
I ain't got a job now, he′s just smokin' rock now
So for you, this is just a good time
But for me, this is what I call life
What would you do if your son was at home
Crying all alone on the bedroom floor
′Cause he's hungry?
Saturday night was at this real wild party
There was liquor overflowin′ the cup
About five or six strippers tryna work for a buck
So I took one girl outside with me
Her name was Londy, she went to Junior High with me
I said, "Why you up in there dancing for cash?
I guess a whole lot's changed since I seen you last"
She said
"What would you do if your son was at home
Crying all alone on the bedroom floor
′Cause he's hungry and the only way to feed him is to
Sleep with a man for a little bit of money?
And his daddy's gone, in and out of lock down
I ain′t got a job now, he′s just smokin' rock now
So for you, this is just a good time
But for me, this is what I call life"
"Girl, you ain′t the only one to have a baby
That's no excuse to be living all crazy"
So she stared me right square in the eye
And said "Every day, I wake up, hoping to die"
She said, "They′re gonna know about pain
'Cause me and my sister ran away, so our daddy couldn′t rape us
Before I was a teenager, I done been through more shit
You can't even relate to"
What would you do if your son was at home
Crying all alone on the bedroom floor
'Cause he′s hungry and the only way to feed him is to
Sleep with a man for a little bit of money?
And his daddy′s gone, in and out of lock down
I ain't got a job now, he′s just smokin' rock now
So for you, this is just a good time
But for me, this is what I call life
What would you do?
Get up off my feet and stop making tired excuses
What would you do?
Get up off my feet and stop making tired excuses
What would you do?
Get up off my feet and stop making tired excuses
What would you do?
Get up off my feet!
What would you do if your son was at home
Crying all alone on the bedroom floor
′Cause he's hungry and the only way to feed him is to
Sleep with a man for a little bit of money?
And his daddy′s gone, in and out of lock down
I ain't got a job now, he's just smokin′ rock now
So for you, this is just a good time
But for me, this is what I call life
What would you do if your son was at home
Crying all alone on the bedroom floor
′Cause he's hungry and the only way to feed him is to
Sleep with a man for a little bit of money?
And his daddy′s gone, in and out of lock down
I ain't got a job now, he′s just smokin' rock now
So for you, this is just a good time
But for me, this is what I call life
What would you do if your son was at home
Crying all alone on the bedroom floor
′Cause he's hungry?
Writer(s): Ryan Toby, Robby Pardlo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
