The Mothertongue – Make Me Spit lyrics

What's the point?
What's the time?
Is that for me?
You're too kind!
A little gift,
A bit late,
'Cause I give
And you take.

I'm glad to be here,
And you feel fine to be there.
We don't move,
It'd be the same anywhere.

Talking too much
Take to little time to care.
It's a common problem so you better beware!
Not everyone will shut up to hear what you say,
So take a long hard look before you open wide to complain.

For now growing up means you give a shit.
Overpaid, underworked, you're gonna make me spit.

Hard head,
Hard line,
Bad luck,
But good time.
One attempt,
But no chance
So grab a friend and let's dance

I'm glad that you're here,
And now you're starting to care,
When I move,
You can follow me anywhere.

Talking too much
Take to little time to care.
It's a common problem so you better beware!
Not everyone will shut up to hear what you say,
So take a long hard look before you open wide to complain.

For now growing up means you give a shit.
Overpaid, underworked, you're gonna make me spit.