I Set The Sea On Fire - Tastes Like Funk lyrics

I’m gonna sing my blues To the rattle of the sidewinder Sing it to insomniac kids And set their heads on fire So turn the gain way higher It’ll help you find your blue skies sunny eyes While the whole street sleeps, You & I Get blazed, Get blazed And we raise a gla** for the end of days Could have been anything, Could have been a saint In the end we all die just the same When Im dead, Dead and I’m done All I wanna say is that it was fun Cos I aint no hippy and I aint no punk But I love that taste Cos it tastes like funk Let their be peace on mother earth God will save the queen Then we'll move it to the promise land In the back of a blacked out limosine Do it for you grey lung martyrs Do it for your twisted spine fathers Do it for your haha heroics Of the unsung poet Get blazed, Get blazed And we raise a gla** for the end of days Could have been anything, Could have been a saint In the end we all die just the same When Im dead, Dead and I’m done All I wanna say is that it was fun Cos I aint no hippy and I aint no punk But I love that taste Cos it tastes like funk Instrumental Get blazed, Get blazed And we raise a gla** for the end of days Could have been anything, Could have been a saint In the end we all die just the same When Im dead, Dead and I’m done All I wanna say is that it was fun Cos I aint no hippy and I aint no punk But I love that taste Cos it tastes like funk Get blazed, Get blazed And we raise a gla** for the end of days Could have been anything, Could have been a saint In the end we all die just the same When Im dead, Dead and I’m done All I wanna say is that it was fun Cos I aint no hippy and I aint no punk But I love that taste Cos it tastes like funk