The world spins round and bare Like he was stuck in a lip-care
My heart is bustin' out there Forgivin' up on the right race
And now you gotta believe In the ones that you love
The whole street and narrow lookin' down from above
The dog and the cat And the monster, the grinch
The loser must lose And the winner must win
It's our last broken holiday We came here to celebrate
Let's drink up the drinks And smash the cake in the faces
We can leave all our troubles On the plates of the politicians
It's our own damn fault Yeah, we made that decision
To watch the world spin round and bare Like he was stuck in a lip-care
Well, my heart is bustin' out there I give up on the right race
We're a little less general You want me to say what we just did?
The old time is silver and the patience is golden
The risk was high, you'd feel em' boldin' Now I'll do them little things like you were
told Yeah, it might get out of life for livin'
For convenience, planned accidents I crossed fingers, lost evidence
The reckless love that makes perfect sense I still got trade on my tire, never
I'm tryin' to save my soul, map-tied The river of black-stepped snow
What you gonna do when you get too old, when you're tired?
You ain't discovered where you've always been You surround your bad dawn
Welcome to the big show, I wish it could be better
Long talk, long hammer, I was a little bit smaller
With my hands in my pocket I was a lonely boy, I did warn you
Hallelujah, apples in motor oil
Does it sound weird?
It sounds better because the slapster's loud as the guitar has the notes now
or the notes are louder now
I just feel like tempo is like...
It should do that, it should, it's okay though, it sounds great
We are all the sons and daughters who stumble in fools' head breath
Only a blood for war is left, all in the flesh drivin' all the ways
Fit the crime and I said, Kelly, are you in?
Like it ain't just stop time, I'm covering it
I'm a prophet with apologies
So diplomatic, but you're never gonna see me down on my knees
For them conalligators, they're gonna stand there, tryin' to look cool
It's a guarantee, babe, promise from me to you
Oh, oh, oh, hey, you walk on water
Oh, oh, oh, hey, you're my lovely darling
Oh, oh, oh, hey, you walk on water
There comes the honest hand of the old man
If we can just guess how we played them there, there's no footprints
That'd be great
I've never seen this much
You wanna wait with Lucy?
Oh, I knew that was gonna happen
Why are you laughing?
I was like, oh no!
Well, that old Greek ghost was creeping on down
And closed my eyes to see
My brother lost his breath at night
Make it hard to believe
In them hard times, hard time to get you by
Well, I closed my eyes
So afraid to see
How an American boy played the beat
Oh, oh, oh, hey, you walk on water
Give me back guns, give me honest pay
I got the old days on the run
Don't play over his harp so low
Drums
So play on his drum so low
I see the bottom of the ocean
And I guess, oh well, I'm never getting back again
Sometimes it hurts to win it
Sometimes it feels good to lose, yes
And the prettiest color that I ever seen
Was found in a bruise
So put your hope on big tension, mama
Try to sneak in some play
Oh, and I'm not trying to convert you
Tick tock, oh now you can't stop life
Yes, anytime, just keep so marching on
And if you're lucky enough to find something
That's what happens when I practice, for now
I know that's why you're talking about it
Look, man, that was just a half an hour
If everyone sees that, I know I'm awesome
It's weird
If they think about it themselves
If you don't use any of it and set the part
That's just my ego talking
After a track, you just gotta, that's just my ego talking
What do you think about them shiny things?
What do you think about them shiny things?
You better put your sunglasses on
Cause you're thinking about shiny things
Thinking about them shiny things
What do you think about them fancy things?
What do you think about them fancy things?
You better get your table cloth out
Cause it's fancy, right?
What do you think about them fancy things?
What do you think about them tasty things?
Like I am
What do you think about them tasty things?
I just don't need rings
Just tasty things
What do you think about them tasty things?
What do you think about them cold things?
I'm done
What do you think about them leaving things?
What do you think about them quitting things?
Are we going to do this or not?
I think you guys are messing around
Yeah, I know
What do you think about them messing with things, things?
This is bottom of the ocean, but not really bottom of the ocean
All my songs to that song
Same chords, only in the snow this time
Only in the snow this time
