For Lack Of Anything Testo

Don't say anything that might make me uncomfortableAnd don't say anything too confrontational.
And don't sing about sex.
That might me blush.
And don't get angry, girl.
Hush hush.
Well don't think i don't know you.
I remember who you are.
You were singing sad songs
reaching for the bright stars.
Then your head got swept away,
Forgot you were of this world
going for the swagger boys,
noting for the rocket girls.
Well, don't go dancing
more than two feet in front of you.
And don't wear anything unless the cowboys told you to
And I
wanna be like
my grandpa,
head of the household rock scene,
keep it quiet and keep it clean.
Well don't think i don't know you,
I remember who you are
You were singing sad songs,
reaching for the bright stars
Then your head got swept away
Forgot you were of this world
going for the swagger boys,
noting for the rocket girls.
Well this is rock and roll for the white-belted white boys,
singing their love songs for lack of anything better to cry about.
And don't step on my privilege.
And don't tell me I'm sexist or racist
cuz I'm sensitive.
I'm sensitive
So sensitive
Well, this is rock and roll for the white-belted white boys
singing their love songs for lack of anything better to cry about.
This is rock and roll for the white-belted white boys
singing their love songs for lack of anything better to cry about.
Better to cry about.
Nothing better to cry about.