Hold Your Horses

Hold your horses, little pony boy

What would your Momma say?

Spinning in her grave

So hold your horses, little baby boy

What would your Daddy think?

He’s face down in the drink

(Liar liar liar)

(Oh fuck, I can’t get it)

Got it!

You don’t get

God, you don’t get it

Got it!

You don’t get

Got it!

You don’t get

God you don’t-

Hold your horses, little lover boy

What would your girlfriend say?

You’re a thousand miles away

(Adam?!)

Hold your horses, little superstar

Count the cash and run

Oh, shit dude

What?

There’s a fucking needle in your neck!

Oh fuck!

(Ahh)

(Liar liar liar)

(If I just)

(If I could just have one second to think I just)

(No, I, I can, I can explain there’s, oh!)

(Fuck, I had it)

Got it!

You don’t get

God, you don’t get it

Got it!

You don’t get

God, you don’t get it

Got it!

You don’t get

God, you don’t get it

God, you don’t get it

Got it!

You don’t get

God, you don’t get it

Hold your horses, little pony boy