Idiom/Idiot Songtext
von Sooks

Hate is divisive
And its free
Benefit of doubt
Not lost on me

Bite the bullet
Break a tooth
Salad days
Wasted youth

Get your act together
End of scene
Play with fire
You′re smouldering

Cutting corners
I'm not a square
Bent out of shape
With not a misplaced hair


Pour salt in the wound
There are other fish in the sea
There you go blaming your tools
And barking up the wrong tree

Add insult to injury
Break the ice
By the skin
Of your teeth

Take the raincheck
With a grain of salt
Spill the beans
Til your blood runs cold

Don′t count your chickens before they hatch
Don't cry over spilt milk
Don't give up your day job
Or maybe you should I don′t know your life
Don′t take advice from punks songs
Don't be a fuckwit

Batten down the hatches but throw caution to the wind
Give someone the cold shoulder
Get a taste of your own medicine
Go on a wild goose chase
Go piss mad!


Live and learn
Live laugh love
Look before you leap

Maybe we′re passing like ships in the night
Because you scared the daylights out of me

What I'm really trying to say

When we beat around the bush we spread phytophthora cinnamomi
When we beat around the bush we spread phytophthora cinnamomi
When we beat around the bush we spread phytophthora cinnamomi

So be short, sharp, sweet
Not an idiom idiot like me