Green Day — Bab's Uvula Who? lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Bab's Uvula Who?" by Green Day.
Lyrics
I’ve got a knack for fucking everything up My temper flies and I get myself all wound up My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high
I lose control and I get myself all wound up Tension mounts and I fly off the wall
I self destruct and I get myself all wound up Petulance and irritation sets in I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up Chip on my shoulder and a leech on my back
Stuck in a rut and I get myself all wound up Killed my composure and it will never come back
Loss of control and I get myelf all wound up Blown out of proportion again
My temper snaps and I get myself all wound up Spontaneous combustion
Panic attack
I slipped a gear and I get myself all wound up