Braindead Songtext
von Assorted Jelly Beans
Braindead Songtext
Brain dead!
So you think that you′ve had enough of this world
You can't find yourself, you can′t even find a girl
Someone who will look nice standing next to you
Telling you bullshit that's nowhere near the truth, yeah!
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
Whoa-oh!
Burned all your bridges, now there's nowhere left to run
It′s kinda hard to have some fun
When you′re underneath the gun, yeah!
Brain dead!
Brain dead!
B-b-brain dead!
Brain dead!
You're used up like a puppet and there′s nothing left for you, oh!
Brain dead!
When are you gonna start doing what you want to do?
Burned all your bridges, now there's nowhere left to run
It′s kinda hard to have some fun
When you're underneath the gun
Someone who will look nice standing next to you
Telling you bullshit that′s nowhere near the truth, yeah!
Brain dead!
You're fucking brain dead!
B-b-b-brain dead!
Brain dead!
You're used up like a puppet and there′s still nothing for you, yeah!
Brain dead!
When are you gonna start doing what you want to do?
What? What?
Ha-ha-ha-ha!
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up!
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
I′m brain dead, you're brain dead, I′m brain dead, you're brain dead!
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
I′m feeling kinda brain dead, please don't tell me what to do
But I guess that′s nothing when there's nothing good for you
When are you gonna start doing what you want to do?
Why don't you tell me what the fuck you′re gonna do?
Brain dead!
Brain dead!
Whoa!
So you think that you′ve had enough of this world
You can't find yourself, you can′t even find a girl
Someone who will look nice standing next to you
Telling you bullshit that's nowhere near the truth, yeah!
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
Whoa-oh!
Burned all your bridges, now there's nowhere left to run
It′s kinda hard to have some fun
When you′re underneath the gun, yeah!
Brain dead!
Brain dead!
B-b-brain dead!
Brain dead!
You're used up like a puppet and there′s nothing left for you, oh!
Brain dead!
When are you gonna start doing what you want to do?
Burned all your bridges, now there's nowhere left to run
It′s kinda hard to have some fun
When you're underneath the gun
Someone who will look nice standing next to you
Telling you bullshit that′s nowhere near the truth, yeah!
Brain dead!
You're fucking brain dead!
B-b-b-brain dead!
Brain dead!
You're used up like a puppet and there′s still nothing for you, yeah!
Brain dead!
When are you gonna start doing what you want to do?
What? What?
Ha-ha-ha-ha!
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up!
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
I′m brain dead, you're brain dead, I′m brain dead, you're brain dead!
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
I′m feeling kinda brain dead, please don't tell me what to do
But I guess that′s nothing when there's nothing good for you
When are you gonna start doing what you want to do?
Why don't you tell me what the fuck you′re gonna do?
Brain dead!
Brain dead!
Whoa!
Writer(s): Mark Philip Day, Shaun Ryder, Gary Kenneth Whelan, Paul Anthony Ryder, Paul Richard Davis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

