Burdocks - Made In The World lyrics

That ghost's got Nothing to give you You were right to run around You were right to run around Where's the sense In not tellin the truth If you had to If you had to give in to A sob story As an emotional abuse? Oh, brother We've got our work Cut out for us You can cut this out for us If you can't stand Behind a mistake Maybe don't make it Cause those ghosts Are in love with anyone They can see's Given them something For nothing But you can't see that You're doing that But we all can see That you're doing it So what's the use In those secrets? Oh brother We've got our work Cut out for us You can cut this out for us If you can't stand Behind a mistake Maybe just don't make it Get out of the habit of going undercover The second rain is making the gra** act silver Forget about fooling your friends and Recover some sense Of what you're up against It's such a waste Of time Without a prize To hold us in our lives It's such a waste Of time And the city is too small For my life Get out of the habit of going undercover The second rain is making the gra** act silver Forget about fooling your friends and Recover some sense Of what you're up against You've got plenty of options You've got plenty of options Well, well, well, what have we got here? A mark on your permanent record Won't disappear I'm a fan I'm a family Your closest, most trusted enemy What have we got here? Well well well