Текст песни Yak - Bellyache

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BELLYACHE You're tired of greedy bodies You're tired of greedy bodies You're tired of greedy bodies You're tired of greedy bodies You're tired of greedy bodies You're tired of greedy bodies You're tired of greedy bodies You're tired of greedy bodies, bodies... Got the cake then eat it Now you got bellyache Got goo-goo eyes Has greedy mother's eyes Got everything you want But you wanted more cause you're so greedy. Got the habit, let's feed it Hope it poisons you Got that heavy consumption Is it the many or is it the few? And that's you So I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming I'm... I'm coming after you. How? How? How? How? (How?) How? How? How? How? (How?) How? How? How? How? (How?) How? How? How? How? Now beauty breeds a certain kind of beauty And money makes money But what if you're born with nothing? That makes you the underdog, You're from a different league 'Cause you're the underdog Ah-woo. I'm tired of greedy bodies I'm tired of greedy bodies I'm tired of greedy bodies I'm tired of greedy bodies, bodies... Now sleep six feet tall While others just crawl You know you can't paper over the fractures From the cash under the mattress, woo... Your daddy's fat And your mama good lookin' too And you're in the book The book-a-book-a-book, The book-a-book-a-book of who's who. Well, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming I'm... I'm coming after you. How? How? How? How? (How?) How? How? How? How? (How?) How? How? How? How? (How?) How? How? How? How? Now beauty breeds a certain kind of beauty And money makes money But what if you're born with nothing? That makes you the underdog, Man, you're in a different class 'Cause you're the underdog, Ah-woo! Beauty breeds a certain kind of beauty And money makes money That tastes like money. I'm tired of greedy bodies I'm tired of greedy bodies I'm tired of greedy bodies I'm tired of greedy bodies, bodies... If you're going for broke Just make sure you don't choke.

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