Pretenders (The)

Pack It Up
You guys are the pits of the world!Oh, this is no place for meBurnin' down the interbelt, from jacuzzi to jacuzziIt's all right for you manGettin' smashed, gettin' suntannedBut i know my placeWhere's my suitcase?Pack it up or throw it awayWhat i can't carry, buryOh you remember me, i remember youBut that was a long, long time agoWhen i was passin' throughAll my family, all my friends, my loverI got to find themMy enemies, my new family, my new friendsMy future enemies, i got to flush them outPack it all up, nothing goes in storageI'm burnin' every bridgeBurn, baby, burnI see your dog got shotWell, hell, never mindThat's show biz, big boyLetras de cancionesYou've got to be cruel to be kindOh, give over and admit itI've been tearing down the interstateLike some kind of bleeding catIt's all right for the bossHis gain's my lossThat gets me down, it really gets me downSo pack it up and cut the crapWhen the clock starts talkin', i start walkin'When you pass in your porschePlease don't offer me a rideI may be a skunkBut you're a piece of junk, and furthermoreI don't like your trousersYour appalling taste in womenAnd what about your mindYour insipid record collectionThat dumb home video centerThe usual pronographyAnd all you scumbags around the worldYou're the pits of the world! From Letras Mania