Bent Knee Belly Side Up Lyrics
Belly Side Up by Bent Knee
My beautiful blood from mom and dad
With the hand grenade pin out
A beautiful breed, half whiskey, half weed
Full disappointed, every chance I see
When you are angry with everyone
(With you lips locked, stomach dropped, chips on your shoulder)
Just because we are laughing, we're not making fun
(Then you deal it, then you reel it in, it feels like a shotgun)
Ah, don't turn your belly side up
Show me your teeth, girl
Show me what you're made of
Glistening gems to follow
Like the movies come to life
Sharp promises to swallow
Everything's alright
(Everything's alright, everything's alright, everything's alright)
Ah, don't turn your belly side up
Show me your teeth, girl
Show me what you're made of
Ah, don't turn your belly side up
Put up your dukes
Don't let nothing get through
When you are angry with everyone
(With you lips locked, stomach dropped, chips on your shoulder)
Just because we are laughing, we're not making fun
Then you deal it, then you reel it in, it feels like a shotgun
Show me your teeth, girl
Show me what you're made of
Ah, don't turn your belly side up
Put up your dukes
Don't let nothing get through
Put up your dukes
Don't let nothing get through
Put up your dukes
Don't let nothing get through
Put up your dukes
Don't let nothing get through
Put up your dukes
Don't let nothing get through
With the hand grenade pin out
A beautiful breed, half whiskey, half weed
Full disappointed, every chance I see
When you are angry with everyone
(With you lips locked, stomach dropped, chips on your shoulder)
Just because we are laughing, we're not making fun
(Then you deal it, then you reel it in, it feels like a shotgun)
Ah, don't turn your belly side up
Show me your teeth, girl
Show me what you're made of
Glistening gems to follow
Like the movies come to life
Sharp promises to swallow
Everything's alright
(Everything's alright, everything's alright, everything's alright)
Ah, don't turn your belly side up
Show me your teeth, girl
Show me what you're made of
Ah, don't turn your belly side up
Put up your dukes
Don't let nothing get through
When you are angry with everyone
(With you lips locked, stomach dropped, chips on your shoulder)
Just because we are laughing, we're not making fun
Then you deal it, then you reel it in, it feels like a shotgun
Show me your teeth, girl
Show me what you're made of
Ah, don't turn your belly side up
Put up your dukes
Don't let nothing get through
Put up your dukes
Don't let nothing get through
Put up your dukes
Don't let nothing get through
Put up your dukes
Don't let nothing get through
Put up your dukes
Don't let nothing get through