Testo di Stickin' To The Floor

Won't somebody let me out! Don't wanna stick around no more I'm sick of looking at you strange I'm sick of stickin' to the floor Not one of you has got an ounce of style in ya Said no one of you No! Well fuck it all and break your nose If they keep on pushing you around If they keep on stepping on your toes And pick you up when you fall down Not one of you's got an ounce of style in ya Said not one of you Oh, no Not one of you's got an ounce of style in ya no Said no one of you No