Sore Losers - Tripper lyrics

Raised by black and white TV His daddy dwelled in misery His mother she could never turn The frown upside down Her lips are candy apple red Her heart is shack old black Her eyes they see right thru to me I wonder what they see How much more do you need There's only so much to see How much more do you need There's only two kinds of people I know To live without shame or amours Some of them they fear a god up above I don't know where I belong Faith got some funny ways of its own It twists and it turns and it breaks When they were coughten into your scene The part where you never come back How much more do you need There's only so much to see How much more do you need How much more do you need There's only so much to see How much more do you need