Well Lyrics - Smog

I could not work 

So I threw a bottle into the woods 

And then I felt bad 

For the doe paw 

And the rabbit paw 

So I went looking for the pieces 

Of the bottle that I threw 

Because I couldn't work 

I went deep 

Further than i could throw 

And i came upon an old abandoned well 

All boarded over 

With a drip hanging from the bucket still 

Well I watched that drip but it would not drop 

I watched that drip but it would not drop 

I knew what I had to do 

Had to pull those boards off the well 

When I got the boards off 

I stared into the black black black 

And you know I had to yell 

Just to get my voice back 

I guess everybody has their own thing 

That they yell into a well 

I gave it a coupla hoots 

A hello 

And a fuck all y'all 

I guess everybody has their own thing 

That they yell into a well 

And as I stood like that 

Staring into the black black black 

I felt a cool wet kiss 

On the back of my neck 

Dang 

I knew if I stood up 

The drip would roll down my back 

Into no man's land 

So I stayed like that 

Staring into the black black black 

Well they say black is all colours at once 

So I gave it my red rage my yellow streak 

The greenest parts of me 

And my blues I knew just what I had to do 

I had to turn around and go back 

And let that drip roll down my back 

And I felt so bad about that 

But wouldn't you know 

When I turned to go 

Another drip was forming 

On the bottom of the bucket 

And I felt so good about that