Lletres: Exies. Bighead.

Oh, hey there bighead
Bighead, you're alright
Wasted, feeling, feeling alright

Well he walks with his head up high
Flips a wink and wonders why he never gets his wool
Maybe he's a stone-blessed pharoah tease
And maybe he speaks Manganese
She couldn't really care about it

Hey there bighead
You bighead, you're alright
He's wasted, but feeling, he's feeling alright

Well she drives with her eyes straight ahead
Always win cause she never said
Anything to lead you in
Out with her head up high, a tasty twisted lullaby
She couldn't really care about this

Hey there bighead
You bighead, you're alright
He's wasted, but feeling, he's feeling alright

When the jig is up you'll find yourself
With just your hand
By the Thermador you'll stay
'Cause at least it keeps you warm

Hey there bighead
Bighead, you're alright

When the jig is up you'll find yourself
With just your hand
By the Thermador you'll stay
'Cause at least it keeps you warm, yeah

Hey there bighead
You bighead, you're alright
He's wasted, but feeling, he's feeling alright
Alright, alright, alright