Born in '69

Woah!
Babytalk, the phoneman
I’m ringin' in my head
And baby’s lips keep a-moving
And it likes to wet the bed.
Your inspiration is a memory
That you know you never had
Your despiration lies before me
(And you only kick half-a__)
(Woo, yeah) I want it
(Woo, yeah) I need it
(Woo, yeah) I steal it
(Woo) Alright
Everbody’s talking like a monkey
Always looking behind
Waste of life, pushing backwards so
I was born in '69
Don’t catch me later (catch me later)
I’m out of here keeping my gun
Your despiration is a menu
(And man your brain is fried)
(Woo, yeah) I want it
(Woo, yeah) I need it
(Woo, yeah) I steal it
(Woo) Alright
I hear things, it’s so easy
Doin' it fair and fair
I heard windows are breaking
Inside a chest
They’re the ones
Again and again
Your despiration don’t become you
(Speedo can really sing!)
(Woo, yeah) I want it
(Woo, yeah) I need it
(Woo, yeah) I steal it
(Woo, yeah) I need it
(Woo, yeah) You’ve got nothing to say to me
(Woo, yeah) You’ve got nothing that I can’t say
(Woo, yeah) You’ve got nothing that I need (I feel it)
You’ll be sorry