Birmingham Lyrics
The song Birmingham is performed by The Wolfgang Press .
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Wolfgang
Wolfgang [Incomprehensible]
Wolfgang
Wolfgang
Face the facts and don't look back
There's a hole in this middle town affair
There's a whole inquest, like a hole in rest
That I think I'm going to have to sit in
You're a sleeping bag
You're a rhyming slug
Pressure, pressure
Man is sick of chairs
From the heart of the sins above ground
Around here, I think I'm Jesus
And I'm sick of all the songs about love
Head hunt in Birmingham
We're going to hurry down the same old roads
I'm not going to think that I'm a Jesus
Sorry this and sorry that's the same old bone
Pressure, pressure
[Incomprehensible]
Fix this, kiss this
I'm not sick, I'm going to handle this
I'm going to have everything I want to have
I'm going to seed some mean
I'm going to raise a scene
I'm going to raise everything I ever had
I'm not sick, I'm going to handle this
I'm going to