LYRICS GAME

Whatever happens

Life's a highway

A trip toward home

In a sh*tty car

I want to understand why

It's already full of trouble

That you won't solve

And I know you can't

Say no to women

And it's like an instrument I can't play

Your face has an expression I can't mimic

Even if it's wrong, it still moves you

I'd like to do it again for joy, joy

In those moments of boredom, boredom

Riding a moped, four of us

Nobody wearing a helmet

Just to feel the wind on us

Against each other

I'll write you a poem or a f*ck you

That'll stay in history or on a wall

With that mattress on the floor that's seen everything

Dirty with ash and beer, we've wrecked it

Whatever happens

I'm good at shocking

Because my worst has no end

You've got to endure it

And I should change my attitude

And I know I should be less of a d*ck

But I'm still the same as before

Alone at the gas pump

It does me good, it hurts me

I don't know what I think

And it's like an instrument I can't play

Your face has an expression I can't mimic

Even if it's wrong, it still moves you

I'd like to do it again for joy, joy

In those moments of boredom, boredom

Riding a moped, four of us

Nobody wearing a helmet

Just to feel the wind on us

Against each other

I'll write you a poem or a f*ck you

That'll stay in history or on a wall

With that mattress on the floor that's seen everything

Dirty with ash and beer, we've wrecked it

It's enough for me to chat a bit

About things I don't know

With four or five friends

The secret to being happy

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