Haven't Got a Clue
by The Flaming Lips
From the album: At War With the Mystics
Duration: 03:23
Lyrics for Haven't Got a Clue
Oh man! Oh right! One, two, three You haven't got a clue And you don't know what to do You used your money and your friends To try and trick me But you won't trick me As far as I can tell You've created your own hell Now you walk around this place Expecting pity Every time you throw a fit I Can't decide if you're full of it and Every time you state your case the More I want to punch your face I go I still can't believe All your plastic surgery Now it's everybody's problem That you're unhappy Oh, come on! Every time you state your case the More I want to punch your face... Every time you state your case the More I want to punch your face... Every time you state your case the More I want to punch your face I go