Babyshambles - Lost Art Of Murder lyrics

Roll a four, roll a nine Find yourself washed up in paradise Just like before you didn´t mind someone else washed up in paradise Every day What a nice day for a murder You call yourseld a k**er but the only thing you're k**ing is your time There's nothing absurder than a bird that's a burden to your heart, soul, body, spirit and mind Don't look back at me like that she won't take you back Said too much been too unkind Get up off your back, stop smoking that Change your life, just might change her mind, her mind Roll a four, roll a nine Find yourself washed up in paradise All the fours to all the nines I lost my phone in paradise Pay as you go What a nice day for a murder You call yourself a k**er but the only thing you're k**ing is your time There's nothing absurder than a bird that's a burden to your heart, soul, body, spirit and mind Don't look at me like that she won't take you back Done too much been too unkind Get up off your back, stop smoking that Change your life, think it'll change her mind Don't look back at me like that she won't take you back Said too much been too unkind Get up off your back, stop smoking that Change your life, just might change her mind, her mind Do you think they'll change their minds