no one makes much sense anymore they always wanna do what they can't and then they faithfully say they can and will but i don't know why they ain't it takes a lot to do a lot and i've gotten good at the game so why don't we all quit at the topic of same
now rock 'n' roll's not a bag of tricks it's a thing just like building ships you gotta do good like you know you should and as time goes by you can't slip it takes a yearn to live and learn you must pull yourself from the shame of growing up still trapped in the topic of same
no i ain't rich 'cause the rest are poor i'd like to join my similar clublick but time keeps pushing me on and away ain't got to wave to the public it takes some wrong to sing this song and that's why you're thinking my name "why can't he be less moore for the regula?"