Too Much Blood

Album: America Give Up (2012)
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  • I want to dance, I want to sing
    I want to bust up everything
    To make some love
    I want to dance, I want to sing
    I want to bust up everything
    And make some love
    I can feel it in the air
    Feel it up above
    Feel the tension everywhere
    There is too much blood
    Too much blood, well alright
    Everything you see
    On the movie screen is tame
    Everything's gonna be arranged
    A friend of mine was this Japanese He had a girlfriend in
    Paris He tried to date her in six months and eventually she
    Said yes You know he took her to his apartment, cut off her
    Head Put the rest of her body in the refrigerator, ate her
    Piece by piece Put her in the refrigerator, put her in the freezer
    And when he ate her and took her bones to the Bois de
    Boulogne, by chance a taxi driver noticed him burying the
    Bones You don't believe me? Truth is stranger than fiction
    We drive through there every day
    I want to dance, I want to sing
    I want to bust up everything
    Be number one, yeah
    I want to dance, I want to sing
    I want to bust up everything
    And have some fun
    I can feel it everywhere
    Feel it up above
    Feel the tension in the air
    There is too much blood, too much blood
    Too much, yeah too much blood, alright
    Did you ever see 'Texas Chain Saw Massacre'?
    Horrible, wasn't it?
    You know people ask me "it is really true where you live in Texas?
    It is really true what they do around there, people?
    I say, yeah every time I drive through the crossroads I get
    Scared there's a bloke running around with a fucking chain
    Saw oh oh no, gonna, oh no
    Don't saw off me leg, don't saw
    Off me arm" When I get to the movies, you know I'd like to
    See something more romantic, you know
    Like 'An Officer and a gentleman' or something
    Something you can take the wife to
    You know what I mean?
    Yeah!
    I want to dance, I want to sing
    I want to bust up everything
    And have some fun
    I want to dance, I want to sing
    I want to bust up everything
    And make some love
    I can feel it everywhere
    Feel it up above
    Feel the tension in the air
    There is too much blood, too much blood
    Oh yeah
    Pretty ladies, don't be scared
    Pretty ladies, don't be scared
    Pretty ladies, don't be scared
    Pretty ladies, don't be scared
    Pretty ladies, don't despair
    There's still so much love
    Pretty ladies, don't despair
    Too much, too much, yeah
    Too much blood, too much blood
    Too much too much blood, too much blood
    Too much blood, too much blood Writer/s: Jordan Jeffrey Gatesmith
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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