Two Fists Full - Johnny Gallagher

Good lord, boys, please be careful

She’ll make you so hysterical

Shake you up like you didn’t think possible

She’ll arrive on the red eye one day

You’ll have red eyes come Monday

And two fists full of your own hair

She’s at it again

Your head, did the things your friends all predicted

Though you said you didn’t care that much

So much for that

Good luck, lads, it gets harder

Love trade is not fair so beg and barter

Keep trading water and don’t bleed your blood in the sea

Keep the sharks at bay and don’t attract them

Once they’re circling you, you won’t outlast them

Just distract them as long as you possibly can

She’s at it again

Instead of losing your head

Try to remember you were fine before you met her

Take the things she has to teach you and run like hell

Run… Run like hell

Run… Like hell

Ooh Oh Oh Oh Oooh

Like Hell

Oh Oh Oh Oh

Good going, kid

You’ve really done it

Reached the roof and now no choice but to plummet

Onto a passing limousine

Carries with him one happy couple

Let them know the extent of your troubles

How far you strugglled and just how fast you fell

Good grief girl, please take pity

You’re just as powerful as you are pretty

Come to the city and turn the lights back on

Come to the city and turn the lights back on

Come to the city and turn the lights back on