Can't Dance - Black Lips

Well, you can’t do and you can’t

Well, you can’t do a barricade

and all their guns

And you know I’m thinking too and you’re sick of mine

But I know what you’re doing, do all the cruel

Get your mind on the way and out

Hey, man, what you’re doing to me?

Hey, man, what you’re doing to me?

Hey, man, what you’re doing to me?

Hey, man, what you’re doing to me?

Well, I own you, what you

I own you, get out of the way

Well, you’re thinking of guns, you know it’s

You’ve had it done,

But I know what you’re doing, do all the cruel

Get your mind on the way and out

Hey, man, what you’re doing to me?

Hey, man, what you’re doing to me?

Hey, man, what you’re doing to me?

Hey, man, what you’re doing to me?

Doing to me, doing to me, doing to me, doing to me

Doing to me, doing to me, hey-hey-hey?