Bored To Be Wild
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โฑ๏ธ 3:10 duration
๐ ID: 6026234
๐ Lyrics
I'm a trap worm spore, easy to achieve, hard to undo
Little Jack Horner's been sniffing all the glue and the pavements back to crap
It's a sign of a bus pedaling, engine trouble
It'll phases all but fucking deadly, it's hard enough, mate
Solve the clap
I'm not gonna fucking spell it out for ya, man
Bored nature, Adam's apple, loincloth, Sod the dross
It will eat you up 'til you ain't got a clue about anything, mate
Dross fate, why did I fucking say that, mate?
What ya on about, man? Jibber
Like a twat after a gig down the calf
Rubbing toothpaste between my fingers before I eat the ass
Spare room, she's out cold
Ooh, ooh, ooh, he does cross training, she works out
Will they meet and have fucking unparalleled tantric sex?
Bored to be wild
Bored to be wild
Bored to be wild
Bored to be wild
It's a grim life on the keyboards
As the dead skin piles up on the dirty inserts
Shift, wild guns of Afghanistan
Eight hundred feet up, they can't touch me, man
The winter warrior taking insurgents out the game
What power? Bombs away jim jaw, the Royals never abuse it
Bragging in an interview from Lauren Laverne, Your open fall
And the Smiths fans on six music
Six what? Six fucking ways to put people off
There ain't nothing getting fixed from the state tool
Put it back in your toolbox, you fucking idiot
The Golden Gates, the '70s concrete, mate, hate
Bored to be wild
Bored to be wild
Bored to be wild
Bored to be wild
Salad dressing logo restaurant, a clever partnership
A dining experience that results in your fucking money going in
Somebody elses sky rocket, ripped off with a promise of exotic dog shit
While you and your partner lick each other's fucking face off
John Travolta and you will know us from the Trail of Dead not fucking Mars Volta
Lots of daring, lots of walls that don't need to be fucking up anymore
Landmines, what you fucking ask questions for all the time?
Smash the drool of a month on the wagon, only to be tricked by the wisdom of sobriety
Ruining my off time piss with delusions about being some kind of menace to society
Bored to be wild
Bored to be wild
Bored to be wild
Bored to be wild
Bored to be wild
Little Jack Horner's been sniffing all the glue and the pavements back to crap
It's a sign of a bus pedaling, engine trouble
It'll phases all but fucking deadly, it's hard enough, mate
Solve the clap
I'm not gonna fucking spell it out for ya, man
Bored nature, Adam's apple, loincloth, Sod the dross
It will eat you up 'til you ain't got a clue about anything, mate
Dross fate, why did I fucking say that, mate?
What ya on about, man? Jibber
Like a twat after a gig down the calf
Rubbing toothpaste between my fingers before I eat the ass
Spare room, she's out cold
Ooh, ooh, ooh, he does cross training, she works out
Will they meet and have fucking unparalleled tantric sex?
Bored to be wild
Bored to be wild
Bored to be wild
Bored to be wild
It's a grim life on the keyboards
As the dead skin piles up on the dirty inserts
Shift, wild guns of Afghanistan
Eight hundred feet up, they can't touch me, man
The winter warrior taking insurgents out the game
What power? Bombs away jim jaw, the Royals never abuse it
Bragging in an interview from Lauren Laverne, Your open fall
And the Smiths fans on six music
Six what? Six fucking ways to put people off
There ain't nothing getting fixed from the state tool
Put it back in your toolbox, you fucking idiot
The Golden Gates, the '70s concrete, mate, hate
Bored to be wild
Bored to be wild
Bored to be wild
Bored to be wild
Salad dressing logo restaurant, a clever partnership
A dining experience that results in your fucking money going in
Somebody elses sky rocket, ripped off with a promise of exotic dog shit
While you and your partner lick each other's fucking face off
John Travolta and you will know us from the Trail of Dead not fucking Mars Volta
Lots of daring, lots of walls that don't need to be fucking up anymore
Landmines, what you fucking ask questions for all the time?
Smash the drool of a month on the wagon, only to be tricked by the wisdom of sobriety
Ruining my off time piss with delusions about being some kind of menace to society
Bored to be wild
Bored to be wild
Bored to be wild
Bored to be wild
Bored to be wild
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:11.04] I'm a trap worm spore, easy to achieve, hard to undo
[00:14.54] Little Jack Horner's been sniffing all the glue and the pavements back to crap
[00:18.74] It's a sign of a bus pedaling, engine trouble
[00:21.48] It'll phases all but fucking deadly, it's hard enough, mate
[00:25.04] Solve the clap
[00:26.21] I'm not gonna fucking spell it out for ya, man
[00:28.87] Bored nature, Adam's apple, loincloth, Sod the dross
[00:32.52] It will eat you up 'til you ain't got a clue about anything, mate
[00:35.92] Dross fate, why did I fucking say that, mate?
[00:38.84] What ya on about, man? Jibber
[00:40.56] Like a twat after a gig down the calf
[00:42.97] Rubbing toothpaste between my fingers before I eat the ass
[00:46.29] Spare room, she's out cold
[00:48.38] Ooh, ooh, ooh, he does cross training, she works out
[00:53.02] Will they meet and have fucking unparalleled tantric sex?
[00:58.92] Bored to be wild
[01:01.58] Bored to be wild
[01:04.38] Bored to be wild
[01:06.90] Bored to be wild
[01:09.70] It's a grim life on the keyboards
[01:11.46] As the dead skin piles up on the dirty inserts
[01:14.33] Shift, wild guns of Afghanistan
[01:16.76] Eight hundred feet up, they can't touch me, man
[01:19.32] The winter warrior taking insurgents out the game
[01:22.25] What power? Bombs away jim jaw, the Royals never abuse it
[01:26.85] Bragging in an interview from Lauren Laverne, Your open fall
[01:29.98] And the Smiths fans on six music
[01:32.07] Six what? Six fucking ways to put people off
[01:35.46] There ain't nothing getting fixed from the state tool
[01:38.07] Put it back in your toolbox, you fucking idiot
[01:40.86] The Golden Gates, the '70s concrete, mate, hate
[01:45.42] Bored to be wild
[01:48.01] Bored to be wild
[01:50.75] Bored to be wild
[01:53.34] Bored to be wild
[01:56.48] Salad dressing logo restaurant, a clever partnership
[01:59.25] A dining experience that results in your fucking money going in
[02:03.09] Somebody elses sky rocket, ripped off with a promise of exotic dog shit
[02:07.52] While you and your partner lick each other's fucking face off
[02:10.48] John Travolta and you will know us from the Trail of Dead not fucking Mars Volta
[02:15.63] Lots of daring, lots of walls that don't need to be fucking up anymore
[02:20.88] Landmines, what you fucking ask questions for all the time?
[02:24.65] Smash the drool of a month on the wagon, only to be tricked by the wisdom of sobriety
[02:29.53] Ruining my off time piss with delusions about being some kind of menace to society
[02:35.17]
[02:40.07] Bored to be wild
[02:42.68] Bored to be wild
[02:45.55] Bored to be wild
[02:48.06] Bored to be wild
[02:50.76] Bored to be wild
[02:53.45]
[00:14.54] Little Jack Horner's been sniffing all the glue and the pavements back to crap
[00:18.74] It's a sign of a bus pedaling, engine trouble
[00:21.48] It'll phases all but fucking deadly, it's hard enough, mate
[00:25.04] Solve the clap
[00:26.21] I'm not gonna fucking spell it out for ya, man
[00:28.87] Bored nature, Adam's apple, loincloth, Sod the dross
[00:32.52] It will eat you up 'til you ain't got a clue about anything, mate
[00:35.92] Dross fate, why did I fucking say that, mate?
[00:38.84] What ya on about, man? Jibber
[00:40.56] Like a twat after a gig down the calf
[00:42.97] Rubbing toothpaste between my fingers before I eat the ass
[00:46.29] Spare room, she's out cold
[00:48.38] Ooh, ooh, ooh, he does cross training, she works out
[00:53.02] Will they meet and have fucking unparalleled tantric sex?
[00:58.92] Bored to be wild
[01:01.58] Bored to be wild
[01:04.38] Bored to be wild
[01:06.90] Bored to be wild
[01:09.70] It's a grim life on the keyboards
[01:11.46] As the dead skin piles up on the dirty inserts
[01:14.33] Shift, wild guns of Afghanistan
[01:16.76] Eight hundred feet up, they can't touch me, man
[01:19.32] The winter warrior taking insurgents out the game
[01:22.25] What power? Bombs away jim jaw, the Royals never abuse it
[01:26.85] Bragging in an interview from Lauren Laverne, Your open fall
[01:29.98] And the Smiths fans on six music
[01:32.07] Six what? Six fucking ways to put people off
[01:35.46] There ain't nothing getting fixed from the state tool
[01:38.07] Put it back in your toolbox, you fucking idiot
[01:40.86] The Golden Gates, the '70s concrete, mate, hate
[01:45.42] Bored to be wild
[01:48.01] Bored to be wild
[01:50.75] Bored to be wild
[01:53.34] Bored to be wild
[01:56.48] Salad dressing logo restaurant, a clever partnership
[01:59.25] A dining experience that results in your fucking money going in
[02:03.09] Somebody elses sky rocket, ripped off with a promise of exotic dog shit
[02:07.52] While you and your partner lick each other's fucking face off
[02:10.48] John Travolta and you will know us from the Trail of Dead not fucking Mars Volta
[02:15.63] Lots of daring, lots of walls that don't need to be fucking up anymore
[02:20.88] Landmines, what you fucking ask questions for all the time?
[02:24.65] Smash the drool of a month on the wagon, only to be tricked by the wisdom of sobriety
[02:29.53] Ruining my off time piss with delusions about being some kind of menace to society
[02:35.17]
[02:40.07] Bored to be wild
[02:42.68] Bored to be wild
[02:45.55] Bored to be wild
[02:48.06] Bored to be wild
[02:50.76] Bored to be wild
[02:53.45]