Everyone’s a critic looking back up the river Every boat is leaking in this town Everybody’s thinking that they’ll all be delivered Sitting in a box like lost and found
But I found my place and it’s alright We all searching for our better way Got yours off my plate, it’s alright I got my own way to believe
Find a lighthouse in the dark stormy weather We all could use a sedative right not Holy rollers sittin with their backs to the middle All hands on deck, sinking is the bow
And if you wanna have to pray, it’s alright We all be thinking with our different brains Get yours off my plate, it’s alright I got my own way to believe
It’s ok Sometimes you find yourself Having to put all your faith In no faith Mine is mine, and yours won’t take its place Now make your getaway
Science says we’re making love like the lizards Try and say that fossils ain’t profound Simon says that we are not allowed to consider Simon says «Stand-up. Sit-down. You’re out!»
But I found my place, and it’s alright Bearing witness to some stranger days Get yours off my plate, it’s alright I got my own ways to believe
It’s ok Sometimes you find yourself being told to change your ways There’s no way Mine is mine and yours won’t take its place Now make your getaway
It’s ok Sometimes you find yourself Having to put all your faith In no faith Mine is mine, and yours won’t take its place Now make your getaway
It’s ok Sometime you find yourself Being told to change your ways For Gods sake Mine is mine and yours won’t take its place Now make your getaway
Cofundador de EstúpidaFregona.net a finales de 1999. Apasionado de la música rock en particular pero que no le hace ascos al folk, stoner, post-rock y cualquier otra variante. Instagram: @VitiSainz
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