Sometimes I think of what I could've been
And then I kick myself
Knowing that I've ended up
Just like him and
There's other times it doesn't seem so bad
We always used to say
With him dead there'll be no one in our way
Remember the time he caught us in your room
Your hands were down my underwear
And your tig ol' bitties glistening in the air
With the zip of my pants
Well I headed for the door
And with the swing of his fist
You were laid out on the floor and
Involuntary Self defence
Call it what you will
How can we go on
Where do we go from here
Involuntary Self defence
Call it what you will
How can we go on
Where do we go from here
Running all the way home
Scared just like a chump
I turned up the Judas Priest
So I could get my gangsta groove on
And the baseball bat called to me like a drug
Breaking the law Breaking the law
I'm gonna kill your mother's fucker with a Louisville Slugger
Involuntary Self defence
Call it what you will
How can we go on
Where do we go from here
Involuntary Self defence
Call it what you will
How can we go on
Where do we go from here
Involuntary Self defence
Call it what you will
How can we go on
Where do we go from here
Involuntary Self defence
Call it what you will
How can we go on
Where do we go from here
If you find some error in G.B.O.H. Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You.
Thanks to Ben Greggor for submitting the lyrics.
Review the song G.B.O.H.
The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.
The G.B.O.H. LYRICS are the property of the respective authors, artists and labels, the lyrics are provided for educational purposes only , If you like the song, please buy relative CD to support Fenix TX.