Well I march to my own drum
I always, take it slow
Now baby will i get some
Should i stay
Should i go
And it’s been
Too long
Since i
Sang you a song
If you want to burn it down
Baby i got gasoline
We can leave the ground
In our love limousine
We could run this town
Hustling that dopamine
Mixing up our DNA
In my lust submarine
Baby i got gasoline
Baby i got
If we need to blow it up
Let’s blow it up
If we need to blow it up
Baby i got gasoline
If we need to blow it up
Let’s blow it up
If we need to blow it up
Baby i got
I’ve seen you looking at me
I’m a ragtag of cells and chemicals
If you want to set fire to this body
There is a wick inside of my skull
And it’s been
Too long
Since i
Sang you a song
If you want to burn it down
Baby i got gasoline
We can leave the ground
In our love limousine
We could run this town
Hustling that dopamine
Mixing up our DNA
In my lust submarine
Baby i got gasoline
Baby i got gasoline
Baby i got , Baby i got
Baby i got gasoline
Baby i got gasoline / (If we need to blow it up )
Baby i got gasoline / (If we need to blow it up...let’s)
Baby i got , Baby i got
Baby i got
The great Cat Temper does it again! 10 more synthpop bangers with titles like “Growls on Film” and “Electric Pawpurrella.” Instant classic. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 11, 2023