Texty:
Simple Minds Somebody Up There Likes You

Instrumental Words & music : simple minds (c) emi publishing ltd reproduced without permission

decide to pawn it What's up now punk? You start to choke up? You try to move on the ice, you'll get broke up Midnight, time for a homicide Showtime,

you need another upper You took a slip and goin' out like a sucker Matter of fact, you're more than just slippin' You're way beyond control, you're on

play serial killa Fruitloop biting my mind like Godzilla We survive like catapillas in cocoons and caskets Stretch the industry like elastic So fantastic, like

rehab, 'cause you got a flaw To put it simple you ain't cold enough Trippin' out like you can't control the stuff Lackin' rhythm like you known to bust

the universe i'm nobody I know i'm cursed but yo gon' pay me See the university say you goin' pro They get there money now is what you really don't know

Ya gotta have somebody watchin somebody else and them watchin somebody too while you watchin everybody 'cause they ass is out to get you no matter if you

You better see this, you won't believe it You can't avoid the way they perceive you to be They're still behind you They're catching up to hold you

port stanley Young growing lads are watching every move To see how they measure up Growing up confused, like I did 'cause their minds are being messed up