Wounded Egos - Gaz Coombes

Wounded egos, right wing psychos

All the madness outside

Too much Lambsbread, out in Tenderloin

By the ocean I found…

I know how it ends

Chairs flying in the street

But we can do this another way

Look for something new

I know what it is

Yeah feels like I’m the one she’s got

But she don’t need no serious type man in the corner

But there’s a feeling I’m fighting

And it’s killing inside

Wounded egos, right wing psychos

All the madness outside

Too much Lambsbread, out in Tenderloin

By the ocean I found the sun

I couldn’t feel anything

Now I’m waiting for it all to end

But I’m waiting like an idiot

Yeah, I’m waiting right here for you

Wounded egos, right wing psychos

All the madness outside

Too much Lambsbread, out in Tenderloin

By the ocean I found the sun

When it feels like it’s all lost

It’s just the madness outside

Too much Lambsbread, out in Hollywood

By the ocean I found the sun