Lyrics > Heavy Trash – That Ain’t Right


Writers: J. Spencer / M. Verta-Ray
Published: © 2007 Patricia Ann Music / Marsupial Parlay Vous (BMI)
From: Going Way Out With Heavy Trash (CD, US)
Transcribed: Pop Catastrophe
Back Off
Bad Boy
Be-Bop-A-Lula
Bedevilment
Bloodshot Eyes
Bug Bite Daddy
Bumble Bee
Chopt Face
Christmas In Königstein
Crazy Pritty Baby
Crying Tramp
Dark Hair'd Rider
Double Line
Dour Festival Song
The Female Form (Live)
Fix These Blues
Flip Script
Gatorade
Gee, I Really Love You
Get My Rocks Off
Good Hair
Good Man
'Hi-Hat'
Hold Me Tight
The Hump
I Don't Mind
I'll Change My Style
In My Heart
I Want Oblivion
I Want Refuge
Isolation
Jibber Jabber
Juanito
Justine Alright
Kissy Baby
Kloi
Leave That Junk Alone
Liebe Auf Den Ersten Blick
Lonely
'Lonely Nights'
The Loveless
Lover Street
Mr. K.I.A.
Nervis
No Fun / The Model
Out Demon Out
Outside Chance
Panik
The Pill
Pimento
Pork Chop
Punk Rock Mama
Pure Gold
Say Yeah
She Baby
(Sometimes You Got to Be) Gentle
Stealin'
Sweet Little Bird
Sweet, Sweet Girl
Take My Hand
That Ain't Right
That's What Your Love Gets
They Were Kings
This Day Is Mine
Trouble
Under The Waves
Walking Bum
Way Out
We Got To Go
Wet Book
Wheel of Fortune
Yeah Baby
You Can't Win
You Got What I Need
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One of these days you gonna forget me
One of these days you gonna be free
One of these days the sun’s gonna shine
Wake up in the morning you’ll be fine
Say goodbye to what was
Daddy’s gone and just because
You took me for granted never cherished my love
Now one of these days there’s no more us

But until that day arrives
I’m gonna make you scream and cry
Hurt you like a dog
You won’t howl in the night
I’m gonna treat you bad
‘Cause our love has truly died
That ain’t right

One of these days you gonna get over
Go and find somebody new
Try to make a brand new start
Well that what anyone else would do
When I broke your little heart
You musta twisted up your mind
Like the moon behind the trees
One day you gonna see
Realize your life’s just a waste of time

But until that day arrives
I’m gonna make you scream and cry
Hurt you like a dog
You won’t howl in the night
I’m gonna treat you bad
‘Cause our love has truly died
That ain’t right

Oh, that ain’t right

Muscle and bone, muscle and bone
We are made with muscle and bone
Bone break and the rest will wither
I’ll make you wish you’d never been born
But you’ll keep on living

One of these days you’re gonna feel better
One of these days you’re goin’ stop crying
You won’t feel my hand grip your heart
But don’t hold your breath don’t be smart
One of these days but it won’t be soon

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