Disaster Lyrics by Retro Video Club
Lipstick dynamite
Working up my appetite
Sonar satellite
To never lose my line of sight
And it’s one, two, make a move
Lay it on thick, hope you approve
Then it’s three, four, settle scores
An all out civil war
Disaster
Honest sentiments
To shower you in compliments
Said you’re heaven sent
But don’t know who you’re f#ckin’ with
And it’s one, two, make a move
Lay it on quick, hope you approve
Then it’s three, four, shoot to score
An all out civil war
Disaster
The morning after
Texts say there’s nothing in common
She says “Babe, I think I’m falling”
Names exchanged and rules unspoken
Leave your feelings, we’re all animals
Disaster
The morning after
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Retro Video Club Lyrics – Disaster