Zak

Buttered Up
Buttered Up
Don't be bored the rest of all your life I want to be your something, baby your something.
On the floor I'm turning up the knob while the bass is pumping. Baby it's pumping.
Fate assured. Buttered up. Forever moor'd. Buttered up. The bleak reward. Buttered up. The brave endured. Buttered up.
Dreams are wet, the universe is hot. Steal your faith and jump in. Baby come jump in.
Well it's met, my kingdom for a job. In the doubt it's something. Baby it's something.
Fate assured. Buttered up. Forever moor'd. Buttered up. The bleak reward. Buttered up. The brave endured. Buttered up.
At the gate, see them all. So keep it light for the mob.
Raise your cup, let the vision do the job. And the straight become kings. Baby, become kings.
Born to get what the universe ain't got. Get a way to run things. Baby to run things.
Fate assured. Buttered up. Forever moor'd. Buttered up. The bleak reward. Buttered up. The brave endured. Buttered up.
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