What day is this so I can sing. The kind of day you start recycling. You feel so good you could explode. Or stand around out by the road. . Sometimes it makes me sick.
I'll try to shed some common sense. Situation so intense. Many questions, don't know, whys. And all the lies got tempers risin'. . Two or three sides to it all.
You'll never be the man. They want you to be. You've got no goals in life. It don't make since to see. . Someone forgotten. Someone you used to know. Is there a reason.