February 20, 2011 by Abode Camp in Blur

Beetlebum


Beetlebum, what you done
She’s a gun, now what you’ve done
Beetlebum, get nothing done
You beetlebum, just get numb
Now what you’ve done, beetlebum

And when she lets me slip away
She turns me on and all my violence’s gone
Nothing is wrong, I just slip away and I am gone
Nothing is wrong, she turns me on
I just slip away and I am gone

Beetlebum, because you’re young
She’s a gun, now what you’ve done
Beetlebum, she’ll suck your thumb
She’ll make you come, cause she’s your gun
Now what you’ve done, beetlebum

And when she lets me slip away
She turns me on and all my violence’s gone
Nothing is wrong, I just slip away and I am gone
Nothing is wrong, she turns me on
I just slip away and I am gone

He’s on, he’s on, he’s on it
He’s on, he’s on, he’s on it
He’s on, he’s on, he’s on it
He’s on, he’s on, he’s on it
He’s on, he’s on, he’s on it
He’s on, he’s on, he’s on it
He’s on, he’s on, he’s on it
He’s on, he’s on, he’s on it






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