Fall Out Boys Lyrics
Pretty in Punk
I've Got All This Ringing in My Ears and None on My Fingers
Don't You Know Who I Think I Am?
Dead on Arrival
20 Dollar Nose Bleed
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20 Dollar Nose Bleed is a song of American Alternatif Rock Band, Fall Out Boys, from Folie à Deux Album released in 2008 |
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Have you ever wanted to disappear? And join a monastery Go out and preach on Manic Street? Who will I be when I wake up next to a stranger On a passenger plane? (Passenger plane) Permanent jet lag Please take me back Please take me back I'm a stray dog sick Please let me in The mad key's tripping singing vows before we exchange smoke rings Give me a pen Call me Mr. Benzedrine But don't let the doctor in I wanna blow off steam Call me Mr. Benzedrine But don't let the doctor Don't let the doctor in It feels like fourteen carats But no clarity When I look at the man who would be king (The man who would be king) Goes to the desert The same war his dad rehearsed Came back with flags on coffins and said "We won, oh we won" Permanent jet lag Please take me back Please take me back I'm a stray dog sick Please let me in The mad key's tripping singing vows before we exchange smoke rings Give me a pen Call me Mr. Benzedrine But don't let the doctor in I wanna blow off steam Call me Mr. Benzedrine But don't let the doctor Don't let the doctor in Ba ba ba ba benzedrine My my my benzedrine Ba ba ba ba ba benzedrine now Ba ba ba ba benzedrine My my my benzedrine Ba ba ba ba ba benzedrine now Only one book really matters The rest of the proof is on the television Call me Mr. Benzedrine But don't let the doctor in I wanna blow off steam Call me Mr. Benzedrine But don't let the doctor Don't let the doctor in Have you ever wanted to disappear? It's not me, it's you Actually, it's the taxidermy of you and me Untie the balloons from around my neck and ground me I'm just a racehorse on the track Send me back to the glue factory Always thought I'd float away And never come back But I've got enough miles on my card To fly the boys home on my own But you know me: I like being all alone And keeping you all alone And the charts are boring And the kids are snoring And the girl's in a sling You say you're not listening and I said I'm wishing... And I said... I said...
