Full Regalia from Gus Baldwin by Gus Baldwin

Pants are tight, Shades are on, Full Regalia
Give it to me straight
I’m a boy, and I’m a fool

Money’s gone, Drugs are wrong, Sleeping on the floor
Nothing left to hate
It’s so wrong, Oh so wrong, Keeps me up all night long

They can see, Easily, I just let it be
Nowhere left to run
Where to go, Who’s to know, I’m too sick of your control

I’m thinking and thinking, it doesn't make sense and I’m learning to love it
It happens, they tell me...
You’re no good, You’re no good
Tell no one

One more soul, feeds me more

Fucking me, Marry me, Killing me inside
Asking for a Friend
Looking right, Talking Good, Searching for the joy
Just like a Sweet Sweet Little Girl in a Suicidal World
Giving luck, Showing off, Everything taste’s wrong
Eating out your heart
Let it go, Tells me so, No, No, No, No, No, No, No

And then she gets in the zone
Cause she’s got nowhere to run
And, there’s never anyone home
To whisper nothings and love
The silly shit that she does
And, there’s never any love when the feelings wrong
Tell no one
She’s a really groovy girl, but she’s got no soul
Another sucker for a lover, but he’s got no soul

I’m thinking and thinking, it doesn't make sense and I’m learning to love it
It happens, they tell me..
You’re no good, You’re no good
Tell no one

No one is cool
Praise the fool
What's it to you, you, you?

Looking right, Talking good, Full Regalia.

• Garage
• Punk
• Rock
• power pop
• proto-punk
• psychedelic rock
• Austin