Lyrics for Immune To Life by The Tourists from the single Immune To Life

Brothers getting busted on the street
For sure he’ll do some time
That man has troubles
And thank God that they aint mine
But the pseudo lady in the orange rove
She thinks its Babylon
Baby ya can’t escape that easy
Not until you’re dead and gone

You wanna be immune to life
You don’t wanna feel no pain
And no strife
You wanna be immune to life

So you take upon religion
And you become one of the chosen few
Take out your cosmic insurance
So nothing can go wrong with you
Make sure you’ve got God on your side
It’s a very nice place to hide
I belive you when you say
You mean it
But do you feel it inside

You wanna be immune to life
You don’t wanna feel no pain
And no strife
You wanna be immune to life

You wanna be immune to life
You don’t wanna feel no pain
And no strife
You wanna be immune to life