Disco Drive - Calling Calling lyrics

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Came home with a sore throat Came home with sore eyes My body smelling so bad I only see myself getting naked So Ill go on pretending (ain't it true, punkrocker?) Ive got nothing to complain Ill go right on, motherfucker (ain't it true, nightclubber?) No ones guilty no one is to blame Came home with a sore throat Came home with sore eyes Back hurtin, soul burnin Someone help me shake it So Ill go on pretending (ain't it true now, mr. cop?) Ive got nothing to complain Ill go right on, motherfucker (ain't it true, secret agent man?) No ones guilty no one is to blame Two pon di floor and the nations quite sure One is a hero and one is a hooligan Two pon di floor and nations quite sure Who is the hero and who is the hooligan?" Two pon di floor and the nation wants more No one is a hero, everyone is a hooligan