born in '69

Woah!
Babytalking like the birdman
It's ringin' in my head
And baby's lips keep a-moving
And it likes to wet the bed.
Your inspiration is a memory
That you know you never had
Your desperation lies before me
(And you only kick half an ass)
(Woo, yeah) I want it
(Woo, yeah) I need it
(Woo, yeah) I steal it
(Woo) Alright
Everybody's talking like a monkey
Always looking behind
Waste of life, pushing backwards so
I was born in '69
Don't catch me later (catch me later)
I'm out of here keeping my gun
Your desperation is a menu
(And man your brain is fried)
(Woo, yeah) I want it
(Woo, yeah) I need it
(Woo, yeah) I steal it
(Woo) Alright
He sings it's so easy
To his therapist
Her windows are breaking
Inside her chest
They're the ones (2x)
Again and again
Your desperation don't become you
(Speedo can really sing!)
(Woo, yeah) I want it
(Woo, yeah) I need it
(Woo, yeah) I steal it
(Woo, yeah) I need it
(Woo, yeah) You've got nothing to say to me
(Woo, yeah) You've got nothing that I can't say
(Woo, yeah) You've got nothing that I need (I feel it)
You'll be sorry