The Used – Iddy Biddy lyrics

I'll take one for the money 'Cause I've already paid I'll take two for the lava under shifting of plates I'll take three for South America Get snorted in Gondwana Call me up down under when they kill Captain America I'm out Okay, I'm back I'll take the four, five, six Hang me upside-down A crucifix Alright, I lied I'm on the four-oh-five I bet you cut yourself to feel alive What can I say for the little bitty babies? Who pays the price when no one thinks that there's a pig in the bed? Big brother comin' on me Like a sledgehammer Why stand aside? You can just play dead One twenty and a tick Is where it began Two, twenty, twenty-seven Bivouacked in the canyon Over-dose on the experience And pay for the delivery You feel like cryin' Jesus fucked you like a prostitute Amen! Sorry, Mahatma was a racist prick Mother Theresa was a cunting bitch Jihada blowin/ up the four-oh-five I bet you cut yourself I bet you cut yourself What can I say for the little bitty babies? Who pays the price when no one thinks that there's a pig in the bed? Big brother comin' on me Like a sledgehammer Why stand aside? You can just play dead Double think your thoughts They see in your head Speak... What can I say for the little Iddy Biddy No things surprised for a Baby living affair Why stand beside and just play dead Don't be so much an ignorant What can I say for the little Iddy Biddy Why stand beside and just play dead Explain Request ×

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