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White Knuckle Jerk (Where Do You Get Off?) [Remastered] Will Wood and the Tapeworms
"White Knuckle Jerk (Where Do You Get Off?)" by Will Wood and the Tapeworms is a #Rock song released in 2015. The lyrics explore themes of disillusionment, emotional struggle, and societal critique. Its unique blend of theatricality and eclectic instrumentation enhances its impact, resonating with listeners seeking authenticity and self-reflection.
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[Verse 1]
She’s got the eyes of a snake
Loaded dice raising stakes from a cash cow
I’ll be her burn victim, hypothermic, so damn hot
Come to smiling like I blacked out in Glasgow
I woke up in the name that I wore last night to the sound of an empty bed
And it’s ringing in my ears just like sweet nothings from the voices in my head
[Chorus]
Where do you get off being so God damn beautiful?
Oh lord, don’t ask me what I mean
Where do you get off being so God damn beautiful?
Oh lord
[Verse 2]
She’s got the touch of an anesthesiologist
Please put me under
Because I tremble with the notion that there’s something unsaid
But numb my head I’ll mumble reticently I wonder how I
I woke up in the middle of my surgery and I watched them botch my heart
Only the second worst thing that I could’ve thought was
“This won’t have to end if it doesn’t start.”
[Chorus]
Where do you get off being so God damn beautiful?
Oh lord, don’t ask me what I mean
Where do you get off being so God damn beautiful?
Oh lord
She’s got the eyes of a snake
Loaded dice raising stakes from a cash cow
I’ll be her burn victim, hypothermic, so damn hot
Come to smiling like I blacked out in Glasgow
I woke up in the name that I wore last night to the sound of an empty bed
And it’s ringing in my ears just like sweet nothings from the voices in my head
[Chorus]
Where do you get off being so God damn beautiful?
Oh lord, don’t ask me what I mean
Where do you get off being so God damn beautiful?
Oh lord
[Verse 2]
She’s got the touch of an anesthesiologist
Please put me under
Because I tremble with the notion that there’s something unsaid
But numb my head I’ll mumble reticently I wonder how I
I woke up in the middle of my surgery and I watched them botch my heart
Only the second worst thing that I could’ve thought was
“This won’t have to end if it doesn’t start.”
[Chorus]
Where do you get off being so God damn beautiful?
Oh lord, don’t ask me what I mean
Where do you get off being so God damn beautiful?
Oh lord
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