What should I do with these songs that I cannot sell? I'll write them again; maybe I'll do it right this time I'd like to throw it all out the window Sit on my bed and start composing a jingle I stare at my guitar and I’m losing time My creations are unbelievable and I'm in denial Gotta hire some brand new musicians To feel for me what I cannot feel is incredible You have to slow down your mind Shake your pretty white ass Singing about love late at night You have the attention Have the attention... What should I do with these songs that I cannot sell? I'll write them again; maybe I'll do it right this time Gotta hire some brand new musicians To feel for me what I cannot feel is incredible You have to slow down your mind Shake your pretty white ass Singing about love late at night You have the attention Late at night you have the attention