We're rollin'? Well i used to write lists I use...
Why don't i count 'em in dude? I got a groove in my head, man One, two, three... five
Well i used to write lists I used to like this What would i miss if i was gone? I said, "don't steal my story" And then i was sorry I feel bad when you do Is that wrong?
And i don't know a jazz chord Or write like i'm lovelorn There's so much in everything most times At others you feel trapped And too proud to act mad Do they know what goes on In your mind?
When every death sonnet Has got your name on it There's no judy garland In her easter bonnet It's not like you wanted it Here, less clear
Well he mailed a postcard Sent from the same city To her only permanent place And it made her happy And tired of self pity Only lookin' for a place
Eyes follow her finger Down the right column To circle and then put away
Too far outta town And no money down Is still more than I'm willing to pay
When every death sonnet Has got your name on it There's no judy garland In her easter bonnet It's not like you wanted it Here, less clear
I want you to know That i'm right I want you to know That i'm right
Oh, i want you to know That i'm right Here, less clear
