"Buddy, Come Over" lyrics

"Buddy, Come Over"

Buddy, come over
Buddy, come over here right now
I want a tattoo
Saying
"PC gone mad"

Empty but for us and the vomit
Elvis sitting dead on the toilet
I still wanna be
Still wanna be the best
I still wanna be
Still wanna be the best
Ah! You've taken it all

Make me a website
So I can completely ruin my life
We'll make an oven
And then we'll get in

Empty but for us and the vomit
Elvis sitting dead on the toilet
I still wanna be
Still wanna be the best
I still wanna be
Still wanna be the best
Ah! You've taken it all

It's a golden age
I'm wearing half your face
It's a golden age
I'm wearing half your face
It's the law, the law
A sucker for the law
It's the law, the law
I'm a sucker for the law
It's a golden age
I'm wearing half your face
It's the law, the law, the law

Empty but for us and the vomit
Elvis sitting dead on the toilet
I still wanna be
Still wanna be the best
I still wanna be
Still wanna be the best
Ah! You've taken it all

Buddy, come over
Buddy, come over
Buddy, come over here right now
Make me a website
Make me a website
So I can completely ruin my life
Buddy, come over
Buddy, come over
Buddy, come over here right now
Buddy, come over
Buddy, come over
Buddy, come over here right now


Writer(s): Alexander Kaines Robertshaw, Jeremy Pritchard, Jonathan Joseph Higgs, Michael David Spearman
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