Everybody's speaking to me
Nothing nice, just misery
In my face just back-off- if you please
Tinkerbell this ain't your town
Can't you guess, I'm not your clown
Primadonna, debutante, don't bring me down
Every deal I come up short
I'm Mother Nature's handsome wart
Talking smack, on attack, you're a nasty sort
You've made a mess out of me
In the shadows; the swamps & debris
Your friggin' mouth's, wide as the Mississippi
Your piehole is a weapon to slay
It shakes my soul, sucks my breath away
I close my ears but the echoes pound all day
GuitarmanDan - Back Talk Lyrics
GuitarmanDan - Back Talk Lyrics
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Everybody's speaking to me
Nothing nice, just misery
In my face just back-off- if you please
Tinkerbell this ain't your town
Can't you guess, I'm not your clown
Primadonna, debutante, don't bring me down
Every deal I come up short
I'm Mother Nature's handsome wart
Talking smack, on attack, you're a nasty sort
You've made a mess out of me
In the shadows; the swamps & debris
Your friggin' mouth's, wide as the Mississippi
Your piehole is a weapon to slay
It shakes my soul, sucks my breath away
I close my ears but the echoes pound all day
Nothing nice, just misery
In my face just back-off- if you please
Tinkerbell this ain't your town
Can't you guess, I'm not your clown
Primadonna, debutante, don't bring me down
Every deal I come up short
I'm Mother Nature's handsome wart
Talking smack, on attack, you're a nasty sort
You've made a mess out of me
In the shadows; the swamps & debris
Your friggin' mouth's, wide as the Mississippi
Your piehole is a weapon to slay
It shakes my soul, sucks my breath away
I close my ears but the echoes pound all day
Writer: Daniel Phillips
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