St. Andrew's Hall Lyrics - Nico - Blind Melon

Big stretch and not much sleep 

With a big palm tree rubbin' against my cheek 

I got a bright blue Saturday 

And the rummage sellin' the rubbish to me 

But if I could buy the sky 

That's hangin' over this bed of mine 

Oh, if I could climb these vines 

And maybe see what you're seeing 

If you were standin' on the corner staring 

Straight into the eyes of Jesus Christ 

One porch, one dog 

One cockroach, only one way to be 

Outside I got sewage fruit 

And it's growing out back from roots 

And I don't know if they belong to me 

Oh, but if I could buy the sky 

That's hangin' over this bed of mine 

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey 

And if I could climb these vines 

And maybe see what you're seeing, oh 

If you were sitting at the edge of this building 

Twenty stories below 

Stories below, stories below, below 

And I can't tell you, how many ways that I've sat 

And viewed my life today but I can tell you 

I don't think that I can find an easier way 

So if I see you walking hand in hand in hand 

With a three armed man, I'll understand 

But you should have been 

In my shoes yesterday 

Oh, you should have been 

In my shoes yesterday, oh