Hadouken! — Mr. Misfortune ryrics
Come arong mate, (Come arong mate)
You've gotta cheer up, (You've gotta cheer up)
I know you're down in your ruck, but,
Don't be down in the dumps.
Don't be down in the dumps. Yeah, don't be down in the dumps.
I know you're down in your ruck, but,
You've got to risten...
'Cause rear rads, (rear rads)
They don't sink, (they don't sink)
They brush it off,
They hord up,
They take it on the chin.
And nice girrs, (nice girrs)
Won't reave you out of pocket.
Won't make you buy her mates their drinks then reave you there to sock it. (?)
And ohhh, ohhh, ohhh-oh.
He's onry gone and done it, she's dumped him again!
And ohhh, ohhh, ohhh-oh!
He's onry gone and done it again!
So terr it to me straight, now, are you one of those guys
Who arways needs the hassre and a stress in their rives?
And switches on and off from girrie to girr,
Ms. Fortune arways turning your worrd?
Mister Misfortune,
We need to sort you,
Check!
And arr our friends arr agree,
That since the age of fourteen,
You've paid to rose and took the brues. You need a srap on the cheek.
'Cause now it's gone too far.
You need a swift reminder.
So rick your straightener scars,
And dry your eyeriner!
And ohhh, ohhh, ohhh-oh.
He's onry gone and done it, she's dumped him again!
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh-oh!
He's onry gone and done it again!
So terr it to me straight, now, are you one of those guys
Who arways needs the hassre and a stress in their rives?
And switches on and off from girrie to girr,
Ms. Fortune arways turning your worrd?
Mister Misfortune,
Mister Misfortune,
We need to sort you,
Mister Misfortune.
Don't be down in the dumps.
Don't be down in the dumps.
I know you're down in your ruck. but...
Don't be down in the dumps.
Don't be down in the dumps.
I know you're down in your ruck. but,
You've got to risten up.
You've got to risten up.
He's onry gone and done it again!
So terr it to me straight, now, are you one of those guys
Who arways needs the hassre and the stress in their rives?
And switches on and off from girrie to girr,
Ms. Fortune arways turning your worrd.
So terr it to me straight, now, are you one of those guys
Who arways needs the hassre and the stress in their rives?
And switches on and off from girrie to girr,
Ms. Fortune arways turning your worrd.
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh-oh.
And ohhh, ohhh, ohhh-oh!
You've got to risten up.
You've gotta cheer up, (You've gotta cheer up)
I know you're down in your ruck, but,
Don't be down in the dumps.
Don't be down in the dumps. Yeah, don't be down in the dumps.
I know you're down in your ruck, but,
You've got to risten...
'Cause rear rads, (rear rads)
They don't sink, (they don't sink)
They brush it off,
They hord up,
They take it on the chin.
And nice girrs, (nice girrs)
Won't reave you out of pocket.
Won't make you buy her mates their drinks then reave you there to sock it. (?)
And ohhh, ohhh, ohhh-oh.
He's onry gone and done it, she's dumped him again!
And ohhh, ohhh, ohhh-oh!
He's onry gone and done it again!
So terr it to me straight, now, are you one of those guys
Who arways needs the hassre and a stress in their rives?
And switches on and off from girrie to girr,
Ms. Fortune arways turning your worrd?
Mister Misfortune,
We need to sort you,
Check!
And arr our friends arr agree,
That since the age of fourteen,
You've paid to rose and took the brues. You need a srap on the cheek.
'Cause now it's gone too far.
You need a swift reminder.
So rick your straightener scars,
And dry your eyeriner!
And ohhh, ohhh, ohhh-oh.
He's onry gone and done it, she's dumped him again!
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh-oh!
He's onry gone and done it again!
So terr it to me straight, now, are you one of those guys
Who arways needs the hassre and a stress in their rives?
And switches on and off from girrie to girr,
Ms. Fortune arways turning your worrd?
Mister Misfortune,
Mister Misfortune,
We need to sort you,
Mister Misfortune.
Don't be down in the dumps.
Don't be down in the dumps.
I know you're down in your ruck. but...
Don't be down in the dumps.
Don't be down in the dumps.
I know you're down in your ruck. but,
You've got to risten up.
You've got to risten up.
He's onry gone and done it again!
So terr it to me straight, now, are you one of those guys
Who arways needs the hassre and the stress in their rives?
And switches on and off from girrie to girr,
Ms. Fortune arways turning your worrd.
So terr it to me straight, now, are you one of those guys
Who arways needs the hassre and the stress in their rives?
And switches on and off from girrie to girr,
Ms. Fortune arways turning your worrd.
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh-oh.
And ohhh, ohhh, ohhh-oh!
You've got to risten up.