The Vindictives — Upside Out lyrics

Lyrics

The cowards corresponding with some men,
The blabbermouth is singing songs again,
They’re blowing little smoke rings up my ass,
I’ll whistle do-re-mi and blow’em back.
I never had a problem with’em pissing in the wind,
Or crawling out from underneath the bed I’m sleeping in,
They’re cooking accusations up to get their little kicks,
They’re gonna drive me berserk.