Babyshambles - Lost Art Of Murder Song lyrics

Lost Art Of Murder lyrics song by Babyshambles

Artist :Babyshambles  Lyrics : Lost Art Of Murder

Here is the song lyric of Babyshambles :

Roll a four, roll a nine
Find yourself washed up in paradise
Just like before you didn't mind someone else washed up in paradise
Every day

What a nice day for a murder
You call yourself a killer but the only thing you're killing is your time
There's nothing absurder
than a bird thats a burden to your heart, soul, body, spirit and mind.

Don't look at me like that she won't take you back
Said too much been too unkind
Get up off your back, stop smoking that
Change your life, just might change her mind, her mind.

Roll a four, roll a nine
Find yourself washed up in paradise
All the fours or all the nines
I lost my phone in paradise
Pay as you go

What a nice day for a murder
You call yourself a killer but the only thing you're killing is your time
There's nothing absurder
than a bird thats a burden to your heart, soul, body, spirit and mind.

Don't look at me like that she won't take you back
Done too much been too unkind
Get up off your back, stop smoking that
Change your life, think itll change her mind.

Don't look at me like that she won't take you back
Said too much been too unkind
Get up off your back, stop smoking that
If you change your life

Do you think theyll change their minds.

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