Yeah, I like it Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!
I’m only five foot one
I got a pain in my neck
I’m looking up in the city
What the hell what the heck
I stare at the concrete
The girders eye high
The steel’s above me There’s love in my eyes
And I’m doing the things
A five foot one man can do
I’m only five foot one
I got a pain in my heart
All the night I’m working
In the amusement park
With a bottle of aspirin
A sack full of jokes
I wish I could go home
With all the big folks
And I wish life could be Swedish magazines
I wish life could be Swedish magazines
I wish life could be Anything
Ugh! Aie! Aie! Aie!
Ugh!
I’m only five foot one
Unless the time has come
I won’t grow anymore
Anymore, anymore, anymore
'Till I’m losing my head
I’m checkin' it twice
I’m gonna find out who’s naughty and nice
And I’m doing the things a five foot one man can do I wish life could be Swedish magazines (x3)
I wish life could be Yeah, I wish life could be Oooooooooohhh
I wish life could be I wish life could be Swedish magazines
I wish life could be Swedish magazines
I wish life could be I won’t grow anymore (x3)
Anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore
I’m only five foot one (x3)
I’m five foot one
If you are into post-punk or new wave/goth wave, we have two new singles you can listen to from our upcoming album “Crisis Of Meaning”. Thanks for your attention!