Just Shut Up!


Here you are again, I hear you drawing breath
Gonna tell me some crap, gonna bore me to death
You don’t break your pace, can’t get a word in edgeways
but if I started to speak, you wouldn’t listen anyway.

So all in all, and just thinking out loud,
I’d find it so much better if you’d quiet right down.

Just shut up!
Just shut up!
Just shut up!
Just shut up!

Well what the hell! You’re in my face again!
Chitty-chit-chit chattin’, spewing more of the same.
You’ve driven me quite mad, can’t say I spoke too soon,
my patience’s ran away, like the dish with the spoon

Above your din and bawl, can’t hear myself think straight
Waiting for you to stop, I could die of old age!

CHORUS

I can’t hear myself talk/shout, let alone think.
I can’t hear myself talk/shout, you’re pushin’ me to the brink.

Hey, what a surprise! You’re still chirpin’ away,
like some coarse fishwife, loud and nothin’ to say
If it wa’nt for your lip, life could be such a treat,
So shut your cake hole, let me rest in peace.

Just pissin’ in the wind, yeah you can talk!
All the hot-air you spout ain’t gonna do any good.

CHORUS

©27.6.2012 Andrew Robert Chapman


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