Lyrics:
[Original Artist: David Bowie]
of chocolate
We declared Charlie Puth should be a bigger artist
I scratch your head, you fall asleep
Like a tattooed golden retriever
But you awaken with
ambition bites the nails of success
Every artist is a cannibal, every poet is a thief
All kill their inspiration and sing about their grief
Over love
ambition bites the nails of success
Every artist is a cannibal, every poet is a thief
All kill their inspiration and sing about their grief
Over love
you fancy, huh?
You getting ready so I know we gon' be here awhile
In the bathroom flat irons and nail files
Spending hours in salons on your
We declared Charlie Puth should be a bigger artist
I scratch your head, you fall asleep
Like a tattooed golden retriever
But you awaken with dread
secret at all
It's no secret that a conscience
Can sometimes be a pest
It's no secret ambition bites
The nails of success
Every artist is a cannibal
Every
Joe the lion
Went to the bar
A couple of drinks on the house an' he said
"Tell you who you are if you nail me to my car"
Boy
Thanks for
Joe the lion
Went to the bar
A couple of drinks on the house an' he said
"Tell you who you are if you nail me to my car"
Boy
Thanks for
secret that a conscience can sometimes be a pest
No secret ambition bites the nails of success
Every artist is a cannibal, every poet is a thief
All
goodness!
He sprained his ankle.
I have some complaints.
Snail
Nail
Rainbow
Paint
Oh, how about a nail artist?
Im a snail nail artist.
Lets draw some
mumble cause I hate my voice
I just play guitar don't call me an artist
You can put your nail polish on me
You can put your nail polish on me
You can put
Joe the lion
Went to the bar
A couple of drinks on the house an' he said
"Tell you who you are if you nail me to my car"
Boy
Thanks for
Slingshot lethargy
Blood sore
Has been
Death O.D.
Sharp thorn
In the iron lung
Dust sits
Burn your tongue
We're no heroes
Speed of the nail
Tin man
My sweetheart has gone and I'm so lonely
She said that she and I were through
So I started out drinkin' for past time
Drivin' nails in my coffin
I do my hair toss, check my nails
Baby, how you feelin'? (Feelin' good as hell)
Hair toss, check my nails
Baby, how you feelin'? (Feelin' good
There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
But your staring at me
Like I, like I'm driving the nails, nails
Like I'm driving the nails, nails
Like I'm driving the nails, nails, nails
Like I'm
My sweetheart has gone and I'm so lonely
She said that she and I were through
So I started out drinkin' for past time
Drivin' nails in my coffin
But your staring at me
Like I, like I'm driving the nails, nails
Like I'm driving the nails, nails
Like I'm driving the nails, nails, nails
Like I'm
a conscience can sometimes be a pest
It's no secret ambition bites the nails of success
Every artist is a cannibal, every poet is a thief
All kill their
I do my hair toss, check my nails
Baby, how you feelin'? (Feelin' good as hell)
Hair toss, check my nails
Baby, how you feelin'? (Feelin' good
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