Get your ticket today
Make it all go away
Ticking off the world today
Make it all go away
Take me up the top today
Make it all go away
Breaking all the rush today
Make it all go away
Practice every phrase
And hope it comes out right
Crafting what I need to say
Trap the needle, burn the lies
And then, I must not praise
Where I could sing your eyes
Feel you rushing through my face
Keep this beating heart of mine
Slapped across the face
Tryin' to stay alive
Hand emerging from the waste
Win the beating heart the prize
Slapped across the face
Tryin' to stay alive
Hand emerging from the waste
Win the beating heart the prize
Slapped across the face
Tryin' to stay alive
Hand emerging from the waste
Win the beating heart the prize
Bob Mould - Beating Heart The Prize Lyrics
Bob Mould - Beating Heart The Prize Lyrics
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Get your ticket today
Make it all go away
Ticking off the world today
Make it all go away
Take me up the top today
Make it all go away
Breaking all the rush today
Make it all go away
Practice every phrase
And hope it comes out right
Crafting what I need to say
Trap the needle, burn the lies
And then, I must not praise
Where I could sing your eyes
Feel you rushing through my face
Keep this beating heart of mine
Slapped across the face
Tryin' to stay alive
Hand emerging from the waste
Win the beating heart the prize
Slapped across the face
Tryin' to stay alive
Hand emerging from the waste
Win the beating heart the prize
Slapped across the face
Tryin' to stay alive
Hand emerging from the waste
Win the beating heart the prize
Make it all go away
Ticking off the world today
Make it all go away
Take me up the top today
Make it all go away
Breaking all the rush today
Make it all go away
Practice every phrase
And hope it comes out right
Crafting what I need to say
Trap the needle, burn the lies
And then, I must not praise
Where I could sing your eyes
Feel you rushing through my face
Keep this beating heart of mine
Slapped across the face
Tryin' to stay alive
Hand emerging from the waste
Win the beating heart the prize
Slapped across the face
Tryin' to stay alive
Hand emerging from the waste
Win the beating heart the prize
Slapped across the face
Tryin' to stay alive
Hand emerging from the waste
Win the beating heart the prize
Writer: BOB MOULD
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC