Lyrics
Hole in my pocket
(Get mysterious)
Soul in my wallet, you save me from me
(They will tell you why, perhaps, see it's not so bad, what's wrong my love?)
On the ground you are a clown if I'm here
(Meister Eckhart, of course you can, cause I find this more interesting)
Sold your new wallet, it's been all you've talked about
(Have you seen, I'm seeing it, that's about seen)
Hey, you with your fresh towel
(She has thrown, she has thrown down)
You think you're cool but really you're a fool
(The rings I've seen where the tumbling doorbell a ring)
She'd began telling me the tragedy
'Cause I'll be me, you ain't even you
(I'll be stronger than you)
Could you breathe through the cement in a pool?
(Strong enough to breathe this pool)
Oh yeah
(Oh, man)
Oh yeah
(Your mother's mother)
Oh...
(Would spend half her life in an insane asylum)
You'll find you're blind, like the sky has no conscious mind
(But actually within us, second-hand bookstore in San Francisco)
If you know what I mean
(We used to have the same goals, to be fished hooks)
Do you know what I mean, what I mean?
(No matter where I go, the feeling's morose)
Here you'll find your porch porcupine
(Let us drink to the wonders of us freaks)
I breathe, porcupine, I breathe, porcupine
(With ice in their veins, I didn't think we were the same in mushrooms)
So it surely must have been the case
Staged to made a right face
It was first, first major work
I was charming, hoped he would come
But the future persuaded
That the more I advanced in age
The more agreeable title treasure I yield
Pressures the same
Expression, I had every damn issue
(Hey, I put down my guitar)
You think you're cool, you ain't been to the school
(I hope you're happy you've become a squeal)
You have nowhere you have been for what you do
(You have no idea who you feel for and you're fourteen, animated me)
Hey you, blending in with the sunshine
(Those kissing dogs)
You and me, you and you
(Avanti, avanti)
You will watch the bad you do
(Endless and had no beginning)
You're the one who blamed
(Nor will it know an end)
Lord, Lord, Lord
(It will give well and I stayed)
You think you're cool, you ain't been to the school
(However, no one but the duke lost his fuck)
You ain't no one to make no you
(Not even the faintest appearance of pleasure in their expressions)
We believe that the piece of paper
He cleared away
Not just us in the mountains
The local preacher, Carolina
Hallelujah, oh
Or a pair of fast horses?
No, not today
It's a day for walking!
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