Running off over next door's garden Before the hour is done It's more a question of feeling Than it is a question of fun The confidence is the balaclava I'm sure you'll baffle 'em good Will the ending reek of salty cheeks And runny makeup alone? Or will blood run down the face Of a boy bewildered and scorned? Or you'll find yourself in a skirmish Where you wish you'd never been born You tie yourself to the tracks And there isn't no going back And it's wrong, wrong, wrong But we'll do it anyway 'cause we love a bit of trouble Are you pulling her from a burning building Or throwing her to the sharks? Can only hope that the ending is a pleasurable as the start The confidence is the balaclava I'm sure you baffle 'em straight And it's wrong, wrong, wrong She can hardly wait That's right, he won't let her out his sight Now the shaggers perform And the daggers are drawn Who's the crooks in this crime? That's right, he won't let her out his sight Now the shaggers perform And the daggers are drawn Who's the crooks is this Crime? That's right, he won't let her out his sight That's right, he won't let her out his sight That's right, he won't let her out his sight Well, you'll be able to boast Of the day of the most Flawless heist of all time You knew that it'd be trouble Right before the very first kiss Quiet, unassuming But you heard that they were the naughtiest She pleaded with you to take it off But you resisted and fought But sorry, sweetheart, I'd much rather Keep on the balaclava
Running off over next door's garden Before the hour is done It's more a question of feeling Than it is a question of fun The confidence is the balaclava I'm sure you'll baffle 'em good Will the ending reek of salty cheeks And runny makeup alone? Or will blood run down the face Of a boy bewildered and scorned? Or you'll find yourself in a skirmish Where you wish you'd never been born You tie yourself to the tracks And there isn't no going back And it's wrong, wrong, wrong But we'll do it anyway 'cause we love a bit of trouble Are you pulling her from a burning building Or throwing her to the sharks? Can only hope that the ending is a pleasurable as the start The confidence is the balaclava I'm sure you baffle 'em straight And it's wrong, wrong, wrong She can hardly wait That's right, he won't let her out his sight Now the shaggers perform And the daggers are drawn Who's the crooks in this crime? That's right, he won't let her out his sight Now the shaggers perform And the daggers are drawn Who's the crooks is this Crime? That's right, he won't let her out his sight That's right, he won't let her out his sight That's right, he won't let her out his sight Well, you'll be able to boast Of the day of the most Flawless heist of all time You knew that it'd be trouble Right before the very first kiss Quiet, unassuming But you heard that they were the naughtiest She pleaded with you to take it off But you resisted and fought But sorry, sweetheart, I'd much rather Keep on the balaclava
I was challenged by my own brother to see who could learn it faster and I obviously won
This has got to be my favourite song
Running off over next door's garden
Before the hour is done
It's more a question of feeling
Than it is a question of fun
The confidence is the balaclava
I'm sure you'll baffle 'em good
Will the ending reek of salty cheeks
And runny makeup alone?
Or will blood run down the face
Of a boy bewildered and scorned?
Or you'll find yourself in a skirmish
Where you wish you'd never been born
You tie yourself to the tracks
And there isn't no going back
And it's wrong, wrong, wrong
But we'll do it anyway 'cause we love a bit of trouble
Are you pulling her from a burning building
Or throwing her to the sharks?
Can only hope that the ending is a pleasurable as the start
The confidence is the balaclava
I'm sure you baffle 'em straight
And it's wrong, wrong, wrong
She can hardly wait
That's right, he won't let her out his sight
Now the shaggers perform
And the daggers are drawn
Who's the crooks in this crime?
That's right, he won't let her out his sight
Now the shaggers perform
And the daggers are drawn
Who's the crooks is this
Crime?
That's right, he won't let her out his sight
That's right, he won't let her out his sight
That's right, he won't let her out his sight
Well, you'll be able to boast
Of the day of the most
Flawless heist of all time
You knew that it'd be trouble
Right before the very first kiss
Quiet, unassuming
But you heard that they were the naughtiest
She pleaded with you to take it off
But you resisted and fought
But sorry, sweetheart, I'd much rather
Keep on the balaclava
Alr but aren't the lyrics right there?
@@avassin. when im learning new song
i want to look at the lyrics first so i can catch up with Mr. Alex
@@okhoavan1175 (Not to be mean) but cant u just pause the video..?
@@avassin. its just inconvenience
I love this so much ;;;
2:17 fireeeee 🔥🔥🔥
Reallll, such an underrated song
Essa msc>>>>
Claro
Amazing song tbh
👏👏
Greece!
thanks
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Pog champ
+1 sub
Yo who wearing balaclava mask
lost it in other dimension a while ago
just from hearing this you can tell it was in Peaky Blinders
Was it?
@@martinicrack1238 pretty sure it was, but yet again, i both looked it up and commented this a year or 2 ago so who knows 🤷
Running off over next door's garden
Before the hour is done
It's more a question of feeling
Than it is a question of fun
The confidence is the balaclava
I'm sure you'll baffle 'em good
Will the ending reek of salty cheeks
And runny makeup alone?
Or will blood run down the face
Of a boy bewildered and scorned?
Or you'll find yourself in a skirmish
Where you wish you'd never been born
You tie yourself to the tracks
And there isn't no going back
And it's wrong, wrong, wrong
But we'll do it anyway 'cause we love a bit of trouble
Are you pulling her from a burning building
Or throwing her to the sharks?
Can only hope that the ending is a pleasurable as the start
The confidence is the balaclava
I'm sure you baffle 'em straight
And it's wrong, wrong, wrong
She can hardly wait
That's right, he won't let her out his sight
Now the shaggers perform
And the daggers are drawn
Who's the crooks in this crime?
That's right, he won't let her out his sight
Now the shaggers perform
And the daggers are drawn
Who's the crooks is this
Crime?
That's right, he won't let her out his sight
That's right, he won't let her out his sight
That's right, he won't let her out his sight
Well, you'll be able to boast
Of the day of the most
Flawless heist of all time
You knew that it'd be trouble
Right before the very first kiss
Quiet, unassuming
But you heard that they were the naughtiest
She pleaded with you to take it off
But you resisted and fought
But sorry, sweetheart, I'd much rather
Keep on the balaclava