Bleu McAuley
Bleu McAuley
Bleu McAuley
Bleu McAuley
Bleu McAuley
Bleu McAuley
Bleu McAuley
Bleu McAuley
Bleu McAuley
Bleu McAuley
Bleu McAuley
When your mind won't quit
After 4 a.m., you know
There's a putrid wind
About to blow
When you break a sweat
And you're standin' still, you know
There's a telltale heart
About to show?
Never mind if you want to
It'll come and bite you in the ass
No one ever gets a second chance
When the shit hits the fan
Man, oh, man, you're in trouble then
When the telephone rings
And you don't pick up for weeks
There's a blackmail passed
About to sweep
Well, you can try to run
And you can try to hide but sometimes
There's a big fat lie
That won't shut up and die
Never mind if you want to
It'll come and bite you in the ass
No one ever gets a second chance
When the shit hits the fan
Man, oh, man, you're in trouble then
When the shit hits the fan
Well, now you know
I'm the man you thought I was
But don't you ever think
Your shit don't stink
'Cause everyone's does
Never mind if you want to
It'll come and bite you in the ass
No one ever gets a second chance
When the shit hits the fan
Oh, when the shit hits the fan
Man, oh, man, you're in trouble then