All day long I sing same old song Around my the same old record's on Sound I know, the slow And the ground disappears, oh, my
Laying on the I think about Superman And did he ever lay around Telling his friends in his hand Hey, man, day I'm gonna make a big splash
Or does that of talk just come to us folk Who find an S on our chests? So just keep wheeling, dealing, bus-stop Laying on the floor and just at the ceiling
I know, the engines slow And the disappears, oh, my love
Laying in the tub I about rock 'n roll And has it already done before? Guess so, just getting your dick sucked They don't it any less good than it once was Oh, my God, I wish that this would stop, start again
When I get well I'm gonna move to the Breathe clean air, man, turn off For a while, style Gotta breathe in, breathe out, breathe in
The city you know, get paid, you get Go clinic and you listen as the doc Don't drink, smoke, work hard, be fun Don't eat no junk, ain't it just to make you Wanna go get drunk? That's what Ive
Well, anyway the got me thinking What a had said, guess what he said Happiness is nothing but the flow of
It got to do with Jesus Christ Nothing got to do with or right Oh, help me out, friend, but can it be That it all boils down to how the chemicals flow to your
into my soul Serotonin into my into my soul Serotonin my soul