No Good Advice (Radio Edit)

No Good Advice (Radio Edit) Lyrics

Daddy told me
Look into the future
Sit at your computer
Be a good girl
Mumma said
Remember your a lady
Think before you play
And Straighten your curls
Well, everybody's talking like I'm crazy
Dangerous and lazy,
Girl with no soul
But I've seen it all from where Im hiding
Baby 'cause Im sliding out of control

~*Chorus*~
Here I go
Off the road
Crank the stereo
Flick a finger to the world below
Oh, here I am
Dirty hands
I don't give a damn
Shut your mouth and let's give a show
(previously "shut your mouth 'cause your sh*t might show")

I don't need no good advice
Im already wasted
I don't need some other life
Cold and complicated
I don't need no Sunday trips
Tea and sympathising
I don't need no special fix
To anaesthetise me

Daddy told me
Always to remember
Leave the boys till later
Don't you drop down
Mumma said
I'd never get to heaven
Hangin till eleven
With the wrong crowd
Everybody's talking like Im lonely
Just another phoney girl who got played
But I dig the music that Im making
Baby and I'll break it
Into your brain

~*Chorus*~
Here I go
Off the road
Crank the stereo
Flick a finger to the world below
Oh, here I am
Dirty hands
I don't give a damn
Shut your mouth and let's give a show
(previously "shut your mouth 'cause your sh*t might show")

I don't need no good advice
No well intentioned sacrifice
And I don't need no Sunday trips
No chocolate box or speed for kicks
Hell I don't need no beauty sleep
No need to count those dirty sheep
And I don't need bedtime prayer
'Cause frankly I don't even care