Breastfed Lyrics - Blue Lights On The Runway - Bell X1

You're so pretty and I'm so lame 

You're ever changing, I stay the same 

You give good sermon, I say bad grace 

My food for the soul it leaves a bad taste 

You save yourself, I'm saved by the bell 

Never left my head, I've no story to tell 

You save yourself, I'm saved by the bell 

Never left my head, I've no story to tell 

I was doing fine when I was breastfed 

I blame it on the milkman on my deathbed 

Yeah, I was doing swell when I was breastfed 

Pasteurize, homogenize, he said 

You've got convictions, I've got fence arse 

I'm nowhere near the cliff but I can see the drop 

I'm all sound and fury, I'm smoke without fire 

I see your watermark when I hold you to the light 

You're so pretty, I'm so lame 

Cleanliness is closer to godliness they say 

Well now what does that mean? 

If you can be God, well I can be clean 

I was doing fine when I was breastfed 

I blame it on the milkman on my deathbed 

Yeah, I was doing swell when I was breastfed 

Pasteurize, homogenize, he said 

You're so pretty and I'm so lame 

You're so pretty and I'm so lame 

You're so pretty and I'm so lame 

You're so pretty and I'm so lame 

You're so pretty and I'm so lame 

You're so pretty and I'm so lame 

You're so pretty and I'm so lame 

You're so pretty and I'm so lame 

I was doing fine when I was breastfed 

I blame it on the milkman on my deathbed 

Yeah, I was doing swell when I was breastfed 

Pasteurize, homogenize, he said