Harry Styles Songtext
von Malcom Todd

Dance monkey, dance
You′re our favorite fool
You'll never make a profit
If you′re just trying to be cool
My arms are getting tired
From holding back myself
But if I'm not a Harry Styles
They're gonna put me on the shelf


I have been exhausted
Wake up at 12:00 p.m.
I wasn′t picked for Flog Gnaw
Now, I′m waking up at 10
I should've been there
The people love me in L.A.
But I don′t gotta be mad
'Cause next year I′ll play at a better time of day

I love this
Hey, Malcolm
Malcolm, good morning
Malcolm Todd