Dirty Americans

Give It Up

Dirty Americans


Should have know better than to ride with you...last
night 
Black flag flying in a red sky 

You know I saw it coming from a mile away...last night

Your boots on the floor was a roll of the dice 
You're so very sure you are gonna make it out of this
town 
Three weeks of pills and still around 

You can be more than affliction by myself sittin' here
wondering why 
You can have more than a good time whish I knew why
and made me go blind 
You can be more than affliction by myself sittin' here
wondering why 
You can have than a good time, wish I knew why and
made me go blind 

Give it up till it goes away 
And maybe you knew another way 
Tryn' to tell me what you want for sure 
Don't complain around here no more 

I'm must have been mad to see you through...that night

But that is how it goes when I'm flyn' high 
Oh Mrs. Marry you coulda' been the end of this clown 
Beside you are a mess but I still lay down 

You can be more than affliction by myself sittin' here
wondering why 
You can have more than a good time whish I knew why
and made me go blind 
You can be more than affliction by myself sittin' here
wondering why 
You can have more than a good time, wish I knew why
and made me go blind 

Give it up till it goes away 
And maybe you knew another way 
Tryn' to tell me what you want is for sure 
Don't complain around here no more 
Don't complain around here no more 
Don't complain around here no more