Queer Fellow
Lyrics
Em, it's Paul, listen Joel just called me and he told me You're in the fucking back behind his studio Shooting your gun off in the air like it's a shooting range I told you not to fucking bring your gun around like an idiot Outside of your home, you're gonna get yourself in trouble Don't bring your gun outside of your home, you can't carry it on you Leave your fucking gun at home
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 04:16
- Key
- 8
- Tempo
- 126 BPM