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Lyrics: "Oh oh you have to let go oh. So you're the girl with the golden hair. It's not like I care.I hate you, but what's new. If you say it's cold, you're old. The radio is the same shit, and you believe it bitch. This isn't the 1930's, it's a time where all the streets are dirty. Computers rule the world, not gold and pearls. Flappers flap about, for that I have no doubt. Nobody works in factories anymore, stop being such a bore. What you say is a load of crap, your mouth is like a Venus fly trap. You take the gossip and swallow, nobody wants your spit. Keep it in, and your life won't spin. Oh oh you have to let go oh."
Lyrics: "Oh oh you have to let go oh. So you're the girl with the golden hair. It's not like I care.I hate you, but what's new. If you say it's cold, you're old. The radio is the same shit, and you believe it bitch. This isn't the 1930's, it's a time where all the streets are dirty. Computers rule the world, not gold and pearls. Flappers flap about, for that I have no doubt. Nobody works in factories anymore, stop being such a bore. What you say is a load of crap, your mouth is like a Venus fly trap. You take the gossip and swallow, nobody wants your spit. Keep it in, and your life won't spin. Oh oh you have to let go oh."
lyrics
Lyrics: "Oh oh you have to let go oh. So you're the girl with the golden hair. It's not like I care.I hate you, but what's new. If you say it's cold, you're old. The radio is the same shit, and you believe it bitch. This isn't the 1930's, it's a time where all the streets are dirty. Computers rule the world, not gold and pearls. Flappers flap about, for that I have no doubt. Nobody works in factories anymore, stop being such a bore. What you say is a load of crap, your mouth is like a Venus fly trap. You take the gossip and swallow, nobody wants your spit. Keep it in, and your life won't spin. Oh oh you have to let go oh."
credits
from The Catcher in the Pie Album,
released September 5, 2013
Lyrics: "Oh oh you have to let go oh. So you're the girl with the golden hair. It's not like I care.I hate you, but what's new. If you say it's cold, you're old. The radio is the same shit, and you believe it bitch. This isn't the 1930's, it's a time where all the streets are dirty. Computers rule the world, not gold and pearls. Flappers flap about, for that I have no doubt. Nobody works in factories anymore, stop being such a bore. What you say is a load of crap, your mouth is like a Venus fly trap. You take the gossip and swallow, nobody wants your spit. Keep it in, and your life won't spin. Oh oh you have to let go oh."
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