Grudge Lyrics
| Song | Grudge |
| Artist | Pain |
| Album | Midgets With Guns |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| In the eighties, | |
| I had a radio. | |
| I had a real bad haircut | |
| And nowhere to go except | |
| Aladdin’s | |
| Castle and | |
| Eckerd Drugs. | |
| She had sweat bands, she liked to break dance. | |
| She wore a pair of shiny parachute pants. | |
| I was geek and she was a superstar. | |
| Was it just, was it just, was it just too much to ask? | |
| Worlds were in the space between us. | |
| I guess I should’ve made a sacrifice | |
| Or tried to meet her set of standards. | |
| I had a pretty good collection of | |
| Masters of the | |
| Universe. | |
| I had Boba | |
| Fett and Greedo and | |
| I was pushing seventeen. | |
| She had tapes of | |
| Chaka Khan and | |
| Kenny Loggins, | |
| She knew how to backwards skate. | |
| She had eyes that looked around for the boys | |
| Who I had lately grown to hate. | |
| At the time | |
| I was working on a novel | |
| Just another fruitless side distraction. | |
| I sometimes wondered what she would think of that | |
| What if I had wowed her with some fiction | |
| Over wine and crackers by a lakeside? | |
| Would she have just stood back up and moonwalked home? was it just too much to ask? | |
| Worlds were in the space between us. | |
| I guess I should’ve made a sacrifice | |
| Or tried to meet her set of standards. | |
| But she didn’t have respect for the | |
| Stray Cats, | |
| I didn’t have respect for that. | |
| Rubik’s Cubes were not my style and they’re still not | |
| I was into | |
| D&D. Nanananananananananana | |
| Solo When | |
| I look back upon the eighties | |
| I never get pissed off at | |
| Ronald Reagan. | |
| I never paid attention to him back then. | |
| But that chick who wore the parachute pants, | |
| The one who broke my heart, the one who broke danced. | |
| I just hope that one day we’ll meet again. | |
| I’m not sure, | |
| I’m not sure, | |
| I’m not sure, no | |
| I’m not sure. | |
| I’m not sure what | |
| I would do, | |
| I’m not sure if even matters | |
| Because I know wherever she is | |
| She’s got something stuck up in her ass | |
| And the closer to the shore that my ship gets | |
| She can only, she can only, she can only eat herself alive | |
| Eat herself alive. | |
| Nanananananananana |
| In the eighties, | |
| I had a radio. | |
| I had a real bad haircut | |
| And nowhere to go except | |
| Aladdin' s | |
| Castle and | |
| Eckerd Drugs. | |
| She had sweat bands, she liked to break dance. | |
| She wore a pair of shiny parachute pants. | |
| I was geek and she was a superstar. | |
| Was it just, was it just, was it just too much to ask? | |
| Worlds were in the space between us. | |
| I guess I should' ve made a sacrifice | |
| Or tried to meet her set of standards. | |
| I had a pretty good collection of | |
| Masters of the | |
| Universe. | |
| I had Boba | |
| Fett and Greedo and | |
| I was pushing seventeen. | |
| She had tapes of | |
| Chaka Khan and | |
| Kenny Loggins, | |
| She knew how to backwards skate. | |
| She had eyes that looked around for the boys | |
| Who I had lately grown to hate. | |
| At the time | |
| I was working on a novel | |
| Just another fruitless side distraction. | |
| I sometimes wondered what she would think of that | |
| What if I had wowed her with some fiction | |
| Over wine and crackers by a lakeside? | |
| Would she have just stood back up and moonwalked home? was it just too much to ask? | |
| Worlds were in the space between us. | |
| I guess I should' ve made a sacrifice | |
| Or tried to meet her set of standards. | |
| But she didn' t have respect for the | |
| Stray Cats, | |
| I didn' t have respect for that. | |
| Rubik' s Cubes were not my style and they' re still not | |
| I was into | |
| D D. Nanananananananananana | |
| Solo When | |
| I look back upon the eighties | |
| I never get pissed off at | |
| Ronald Reagan. | |
| I never paid attention to him back then. | |
| But that chick who wore the parachute pants, | |
| The one who broke my heart, the one who broke danced. | |
| I just hope that one day we' ll meet again. | |
| I' m not sure, | |
| I' m not sure, | |
| I' m not sure, no | |
| I' m not sure. | |
| I' m not sure what | |
| I would do, | |
| I' m not sure if even matters | |
| Because I know wherever she is | |
| She' s got something stuck up in her ass | |
| And the closer to the shore that my ship gets | |
| She can only, she can only, she can only eat herself alive | |
| Eat herself alive. | |
| Nanananananananana |
| In the eighties, | |
| I had a radio. | |
| I had a real bad haircut | |
| And nowhere to go except | |
| Aladdin' s | |
| Castle and | |
| Eckerd Drugs. | |
| She had sweat bands, she liked to break dance. | |
| She wore a pair of shiny parachute pants. | |
| I was geek and she was a superstar. | |
| Was it just, was it just, was it just too much to ask? | |
| Worlds were in the space between us. | |
| I guess I should' ve made a sacrifice | |
| Or tried to meet her set of standards. | |
| I had a pretty good collection of | |
| Masters of the | |
| Universe. | |
| I had Boba | |
| Fett and Greedo and | |
| I was pushing seventeen. | |
| She had tapes of | |
| Chaka Khan and | |
| Kenny Loggins, | |
| She knew how to backwards skate. | |
| She had eyes that looked around for the boys | |
| Who I had lately grown to hate. | |
| At the time | |
| I was working on a novel | |
| Just another fruitless side distraction. | |
| I sometimes wondered what she would think of that | |
| What if I had wowed her with some fiction | |
| Over wine and crackers by a lakeside? | |
| Would she have just stood back up and moonwalked home? was it just too much to ask? | |
| Worlds were in the space between us. | |
| I guess I should' ve made a sacrifice | |
| Or tried to meet her set of standards. | |
| But she didn' t have respect for the | |
| Stray Cats, | |
| I didn' t have respect for that. | |
| Rubik' s Cubes were not my style and they' re still not | |
| I was into | |
| D D. Nanananananananananana | |
| Solo When | |
| I look back upon the eighties | |
| I never get pissed off at | |
| Ronald Reagan. | |
| I never paid attention to him back then. | |
| But that chick who wore the parachute pants, | |
| The one who broke my heart, the one who broke danced. | |
| I just hope that one day we' ll meet again. | |
| I' m not sure, | |
| I' m not sure, | |
| I' m not sure, no | |
| I' m not sure. | |
| I' m not sure what | |
| I would do, | |
| I' m not sure if even matters | |
| Because I know wherever she is | |
| She' s got something stuck up in her ass | |
| And the closer to the shore that my ship gets | |
| She can only, she can only, she can only eat herself alive | |
| Eat herself alive. | |
| Nanananananananana |
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