I've never been out of the country before But I like to say that I've seen much more
Because it makes me sound intelligent And it makes me feel well-rounded
Well, maybe I'm just around in the hidden set I ain't got no brains, no experience
I've been rejected from the angels of heaven We run our DNA from the devils of hell
We're blind as a wheelie and a wheelie mid-touch In all the songs that we sing, can't be tells from the world
Because we ain't got that kind of history So no, I've had no history at all
Well, maybe I'm just a real one that comes to you You seem to know much more, but I know the blues
You're gonna start it with the scale of devotion To vote it to the book I'll lose, oh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Now sweet, sweet darling, my little brass bear
Please, come, take me away
I gotta shovel the size of a teacup
Oh, a dream as big as China
And we can go far, we can go far
We can go anywhere you wanna go
Whichever way the wind blows
Can be like a hurricane
Well, now catch me in the fast lane
If you wanna slow me down
We can make a plan in another life
Cause if you wanna slow me down
We can make a plan in another life
In another life
Well, I've never been out of the country before
But I like to say that I've seen much more
Because it makes me sound intelligent
And it makes me feel well-rounded
Well, maybe I'm just around in a hidden set
I ain't got no brains, no experience
I've been rejected from the angels of heaven
When I'm denied from the deros of hell
The blind is a wheelie and a wheelie-mattel
And all the songs that we sing can't be test
From the world because we ain't got that kind of history
Don't know of any history at all
Well, if you wanna slow me down
We can make a plan in another life
And if you wanna slow me down
We can make a plan in another life
