School For The Dead - Thug lyrics

Suzy's still woozy from the helicopter flight Pilot new where to land 'cause she's a search light She's got a notion that something isn't right When the neighbors shut their shudders And the kids stay out of sight She's going down to the beach from her bungalow She hears a sound in the street that she doesn't know Suzy's still choosy and it's sometimes absurd She still doesn't know what that noise was that she heard A farm boy wagers he can tame a lady bird She said put up your dukes those letters sound like a word She's gonna drown in that wave if she doesn't run She's looking down at her name and she's almost done She's not a thug, she's not my drug She's not a desert island She's not my book, she's not a rook She's not a pitcher plant, a super hero, a scissor fingers She says, "Don't make it so complicated." Suzy says a doozy's when you step out and see Hardly anybody even notices me She says she doesn't have any respect for that street It's a miniature sun but she can still feel the heat from it She's looking down at the town from her secret place She's hears a sound in the ground and she starts to pace She's not a thug, she's not my drug She's not a desert island She's not my book, she's not a rook She's not a pitcher plant, a super hero, a scissor fingers She says, "Dear God, don't make it so complicated."