Ball Busters in the Peanut Gallery Lyrics

I have the pistons on this thing
When it explodes
And it is my hands
But what else would I be?
And how else do I fill the gaps, the gaps in this life?
The gaps in this life?

Baby needs you, baby needs you
Baby’s room spins for you
Baby needs you, baby needs you
Baby’s room spins for you Bill
For you
It spins for you Bill

I know, bit presumptuous
But I wrote a footnote for a thanksgiving prayer
I know, surprise of the year
But we, we, we, we, we, we still kill Indians up here

And I stole your book and I put in my pocket and it’s, it’s there still
And it mightta suit me well and it mightta suit me bad but how should I know?
How should I know?
How should I know?
How else do I fill the gaps in this life?

Oh!

Baby needs you, baby needs you
Bill!
Baby needs you, baby
And he needs you Bill, and he needs you Bill
And we’re ball busters in the peanut gallery
We’re just ball busters in the peanut gallery
Ball busters in the peanut gallery
Ball busters in the peanut gallery
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