I know it's lame to post only the lyrics to a song. But just imagine these words sung over this song and you'll kind of get the vibe.
Ok now here are the words. The jam is called "Getting Weird".
GETTING WEIRD
I've slept high above 5th Avenue
I've slept in Port Authority
So why are you so young and half-dead?
I guess nothing's got you yet
I'll admit that I'm a classicist
I don't trust effects
And I'll admit that I'm an egoist
Can't that explain away the rest of it?
Sure, I'm scared—scared of everything
And no one's gotta tell me
That I'm the one who's getting weird
In the 90s I worked nights hanging sheetrock talking shit
I'd make some money then I'd blow it
I saw you on the subway a few nights in a row
And then we made out at your door
You smiled and kissed me and pressed me against the wall
And said the drugs I took were childish
I liked you so much way back then
Because you were always such a bitch
Sure, I'm scared—scared of everything
And no one's gotta tell me
That I'm the one who's getting weird
I don't ever want to make you out to be
Someone that you're not
So come on, let's be real, I don't think we're being real
We lost the plot
Now fellas, don't be jealous, while you're writing your reviews
I'm busy too! I've got things to do
But I want you to know that I've always had a way with women
Well, at least at the beginning
Sure, I'm scared—scared of everything
And no one's gotta tell me
That I'm the one who's getting weird
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