Float
Album: Float
Release Date: 3/4/08
Label: Side One Dummy
Drank away the rest of the day
Wonder what my liver would say
Drink
Blackened days with their bigger gales
Blow in your parlor to discuss the day
Listen
Ah
That you built
Ah no
That you built
Sick and tired of what to say
No one listens
Sing
Rambling years of lousy luck
You miss the smell of burning turf
Dream
Ah
That you built
Ah no
That you built
Singled out for who you are
It takes all types to judge a man
Feel
Filthy suits with bigot ears
Hide behind their own worst fears
Live
It's all you can
It's all you can do
No matter where I put my head
I wake up feeling sound again
Dream
Tomorrow smells of less decay
The flowers quick just bloom and fray
Be thankful
Ah
That you built
Ah no
That you built
Ah no
Oh
A ripe old age
I'm a ripe old age
I'm ripe old age
A ripe old age
A ripe old age
A ripe old age
A ripe old age
A ripe old age
The best I can
© 26F GELLERT HILL MUSIC
| MTV Shop | Think | Seen On MTV | Directory of MTV sites | Partners