Peach Pit - Magpie Lyrics

 Peach Pit - Magpie Lyrics

Sippin’ up a tin can

Bit of a wasted while

Never put in too much effort, no

When his days let go

Sniffin’ anything just to get him taste

He tried it, he couldn’t

Kick that old malaise

From his golden days

Feelings fade

Drippin’ off a thin, thin, thin

Thin as it gets

A line of a woman

Just to keep his toes

Underneath his nose

She lets go

You’re the wrong guy, Magpie

Haven’t you a good point

The strip joints still having you

We ain’t gonna get you outta here

No, we ain’t gonna get you outta here

Which you’re fond of saying

I know that you’re down as ever though

Oh, I know that you’re down as ever though

And you want it baby

Rippin’ on a six speed

Wind in the face

He’s wild and he’s looking

To that open sky

For some life inside

He’s so tried

You’re the wrong guy, Magpie

Haven’t you a good point

The strip joints still having you

We ain’t gonna get you outta here

No, we ain’t gonna get you outta here

Which you’re fond of saying

I know that you’re down as ever though

Oh, I know that you’re down as ever though

And you want it baby

We ain’t gonna get you outta here

No, we ain’t gonna get you outta here

Which you’re fond of saying

I know that you’re down as ever though

Oh, I know that you’re down as ever though

And you want it baby