Clear all my systems you shout like the bitter old man One handsome mister presidents, preachers we all do wrong a celebration To those who always let things pass I will support you what of your sorrow and pain ´cause I got it before
[Chorus:] You´re making me hang my head so low You should be impressed by me All the things that I´ve done and see how I try I want to drown in your flattery you´re making me hold my head so low
to all my brothers annoying alarm clock wants to wake us up and don´t you hit me (A drunk to spy on till I´ve gone too far) a celebration to those who will let things go wrong I will support you And what of your sorrow and pain ´cause I got it before
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And my knees are already aching shaking like never before I think that you can do better C´mon do I look like a fool?
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