Gimme Some Mirth Lyrics - Singles - Blake Babies

All kind of shit hit close to home 

You're not safe, unless you always sleep alone 

I don't have to worry 'cause I had a single bed 

All I have to worry about is the ache in my head 

Gimme some mirth! 

Gimme some mirth! 

Gimme some mirth! 

Gimme some mirth! 

And the ache in my stomach, that rips it up 

And all the hidden messages you never pick up 

Everyone really hates me when I try to call 

You would only give some, but I would give it all 

All, all, all, all 

Ooo, ooo 

Gimme some mirth! 

Ow! Gimme some mirth! 

Ouch! Gimme some mirth! 

Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme! 

Shake, skake, oh! 

Gimme Billy, Bobby, TV! 

Gimme some mirth! 

Just a touch 

Gimme some mirth! 

I don't ask for much 

Gimme some mirth! 

Just no, woh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah