Foo Fighters — Good Grief lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Good Grief" by Foo Fighters.
Lyrics
Since I’m putting down all of the true things around, but I like it I handed down the crown, given the jewels and the answers of may
The thought of being ousted comes and goes
When I think about it the wind blows
I hate it Run me out of town, somewhere a move might intended a gown at Pissed at all the bowels, always the blues and a delicate smile
Missed all of the sideways, gull and noun
Chills and petty band-aids, wrapped around
I hate it Good grief