Garbage Parade
Songwriters: Vig, Butch; Manson, Shirley; Marker, Steve; Erikson, Duke;Kaboom
Get it right, get it right now
Get it right, do it good
Get it right now
Oh let's bomb that factory
That makes all the wannabes
Let's burst all the bubbles
That brainwash the masses
As far as I can tell it doesn't matter who you are
If you can believe there's something worth fighting for
The color of an eye, the glory of a sudden view
The baby in your arms, the smile he always shoots at you
Believing in nothing
Makes life so boring
So let's pray for something
To feel good in the morning
As far as I can tell it doesn't matter who you are
If you can believe there's something worth fighting for
The color of an eye, the glory of a sudden view
The baby in your arms, the smile he always shoots at you
Kaboom
Get it right, get it right now
Get it right, do it good
Get it right now
Kaboom
Get it right, get it right now
Get it right, do it good
Get it right now
Kaboom
Get it right, get it right now
Get it right, do it good
Get it right now
Kaboom
Get it right, get it right now
Get it right, do it good
Get it right now
Kaboom
Get it right, get it right now
Get it right, do it good
Get it right now
Kaboom
Get it right, get it right now
Get it right, do it good
Get it right now
Kaboom
Get it right, get it right now
Get it right, do it good
Get it right now
Oh doctor we're dying
There's no use in crying
So live for tomorrow
And do what you have to
As far as I can tell it doesn't matter who you are
If you can believe there's something worth fighting for
The color of an eye, the glory of a sudden view
The baby in your arms, the smile he always shoots at you
Electric
For something
To feel good in the morning
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
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