GRINSPOON Song Lyrics

Album:
"Thrills, Kills + Sunday Pills"

1) Hard Act To Follow
2) Hold On Me
3) Choke
4) Bleed You Dry
5) Enemy
6) Better Off Alone
7) Kiss It
8) She's Leaving Tuesday
9) Nylon
10) Hideaway
11) Replacements

Album:
"Guide to Better Living"

1) Bad Funk Stripe
2) Black Friday
3) Boundary
4) Champion
5) More Than You Are
6) NBT
7) Pedestrian
8) Post Enebriated Anxiety
9) Pressure Tested 1984
10) Railrider
11) Repeat
12) Scalped
13) Sickfest
14) Truk

Album:
"Grinspoon's Guide to Better Living"

1) Pressure Tested 1984
2) Boundary
3) DCx3
4) Sickfest
5) Railrider
6) Scalped
7) Pedestrian
8) Just Ace
9) Post Enebriated Anxiety
10) Repeat
11) NBT
12) Don't Go Away
13) Balding Matters
14) Bad Funk Stripe
15) Champion
16) Truk
17) Protest (Secret Track)
18) Protest

Album:
"New Detention"

1) Anyday Anyhow
2) Lost Control
3) Gone Tomorrow
4) Chemical Heart
5) Make It Happen
6) Boltcutter
7) No Reason
8) Killswitch
9) 1000 Miles
10) Damn Straight
11) Hate

Album:
"Easy"

1) American Party Bomb
2) Ready 1
3) Undercover
4) Secrets
5) Ordinary
6) Rock Show
7) Better Off Dead
8) Violent And Lazy
9) All The Time
10) Yarni Marni
11) Signpost
12) Dial Tone

GRINSPOON
THRILLS, KILLS + SUNDAY PILLS

Hard Act To Follow

You're a hard act to follow
Such a fine lookin' fellow
I hear you're bell's yellow
You're a hard act to swallow

It kind of makes me sick
The way you turn those tricks
Come on and light it up
I want to feel the rush
I'll be shooting for thrills when I
walk out that door
You say it's hard to care anymore

Kills, Thrills and Sunday pills
I'm on a mission to kill still cause
nothin' thrills

You're hooked on coke
and hoochie
I want my milk and cookies
You know you're wife looked pretty
I think you're wife looked pretty
I'll be shootin' for thrills when
I walk out that door
You say it's hard to care anymore

Kills, Thrills and Sunday pills
I'm on a mission to kill still cause
nothin' thrills
I can't help missin' you still
well i always will
Kills, Thrills and Sunday pills

Alright

I'll be shootin' for thrills when
I walk out that door
Don't turn around and say you
need me anymore
Poppin' pieces of pills wup off the
lounge room floor
You say it's hard to care anymore

Kills, Thrills and Sunday pills
I'm on a mission to kill still cause
nothin' thrills
I can't help missin' you still
well i always will
Kills, Thrills and Sunday pills

Alright

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