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letra de just you - jam baxter

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oi
it’s the- it’s the- it’s the who? (who?)
who? (yeah, yeah it’s just you)
oi, you

hey, you
we all thought you were fraudulent
they ain’t important, the small porcelain ornaments
all of em, £2.99 trinkets
stew in the reduced bins, bargain bucket limpets
crawled out the pressure cooker, freshly butchered face on him
all his tiny tears have my drain cloggin’
but i ain’t got time for any whinin’, you ain’t special
you ain’t shinin’, there’s a hundred of us tucked in the scene, coughin’
so wеlcome your little stocking fillers
spoilt еm rotten, liver sloshin’ in exotic liquers
you can’t blame them hooded [?] son, it figures (why?)
when your veins are just a network of squalid rivers
i was out strolling through a speckled blue sky
when i tripped and accidentally set the levels too high
i get a warm fuzzy feeling now whenever you cry
and i’ll perform and all these d-ckheads in my dressing room die

that’s a good ninety pack of piglets you ain’t eating (eating)
you f-cking oompaloompas must be dreaming (dreaming)
i’d like to take this opportunity to hate on you exclusively this evening, yeah it’s just you (just you)
steppin’ in, it’s the- it’s the- it’s the who? (who)
see my red face roll up out the blue (out the blue)
steppin’ in, it’s the- it’s the- it’s the who? (who? yeah)
yeah, yeah it’s just you
i sincerely hope you feel special
i fail to recognise your face on any real level
rattle off your achievements as if i’ll wipe the blood from your chest and staple on a stainless steel medal
round of applause, ruffled the hair
he was a hologram hiding his corpse under his chair
all these missing kids, crawl up in the lair
roll a pig on its side, find em all suckling there, yeah
i mix the absolute with the passionfruit and stagger through hollering (let me tell this b-tch i want my money)
she got one of them salmon suit gashes and a bag of new rashers from a magaluf package deal holiday, it’s cool (it’s cool)
cos i just wanna talk and take them drugs of hers (yeah)
and that undisturbed pile’s worth of [?] church
we stay forever, under work
supping sweet nectar like something[?] crossed with hummingbirds

that’s a good ninety pack of piglets you ain’t eating (eating)
you f-cking oompaloompas must be dreaming (dreaming)
i’d like to take this opportunity to hate on you exclusively this evening, yeah it’s just you (just you)
steppin’ in, it’s the- it’s the- it’s the who? (who)
see my red face roll up out the blue (out the blue)
steppin’ in, it’s the- it’s the- it’s the who? (who? yeah)
yeah, yeah it’s just you

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