Sports Team – Cool It Kid Lyrics

[Sports Team – Cool It Kid Lyrics]

Doctor Doctor, my heart is on tight
It sings like lobsters when you boil them alive
Oh there’s no cure, son
But with butter and chives
and a little wine on the side
You’ll be fine

Living with you
Is making me sick
I don’t know how your cat takes it

Cool it kid
Hold your ground
The wheels that are running you down
Will come around

Caller caller, hold on the line
There’s no answer in the tea leaves tonight
You said:
“You’re no outlaw if they take you alive”
then you put your hand on the back of my hand

Living with you
Is making me sick
I don’t know how your cat takes it

Cool it kid
Hold your ground
The wheels that are running you down
Will come around