Kiss on the Fist - Oedipus

Da, da, da, da, da da da

Da da da

I’ve got it all worked out

I’ve gotta take it slow

I’ve gotta find myself, and sell my shit, and move to Mexico

And you always knew I would sell it if I could

The Devil made me do it, so it oughta be good

And now I’m cash trippin'

Heart broken

You keep quittin'

I keep smokin'

Realise when I resist, you hi me where it hurts,

I’ve got to catch you with a kiss on the fist

Da, da, da, da

You’ve got your makeup on, like bruises on your knees

I ain’t tryin' to judge you baby, ain’t to proud to beg you please

I wanna lay your body down, kiss your head goodnight

I never need permission if I’m singin' it right

And now I’m cash trippin'

Heart broken

You keep quittin'

I keep smokin'

Realise when I resist, you hi me where it hurts,

I’ve got to catch you with a kiss on the fist

What happened to a life less ordinary?

Fuck it’s scary

You’ve gone and done your time

You’ve paid up all your debt

You got high

I’ve gotta get my fix

I need the novelty

I’m the lazy, narcissistic, arrogant bourgeoisie

I get cheaper every day

Selling off my soul

But I put the hard cocked rock into roll

And now I’m cash trippin'

Heart broken

You keep quittin'

I keep smokin'

Realize when I resist, you hi me where it hurts,

I’ve got to catch you with a kiss on the fist