written by Andrew
all I need is a melody
to let you know how I feel
upon the top of a kick-ass riff
so you know I'm real
but I'll still try to trick you with my words
so that you will think that I'm smart
I'll still try and trick you
with my esoteric informated heart
and we'll talk about the Glaswegian Twee scene
or that old Wobbly class war
or how about that Wishram tribal land
where we can ride skateboards?
now it's old Sam's Hill
but I believe we gotta praise those Wishram gods for that down hill
There is Confusion Hair (confusion here)
but you won't hear me roar
cuz this old life is just pomade
and I want more and more
so I can slick it back
just like a street corner Doo-wop attack
and I'm all like
'Hey you, look out now and shake that status quo off your back'
and 'come on down'
'shoop, doop, doop, down'
There is dignity
in being poor
but it just don't feel that way
with all them fancy stores
but do you know how to
find the way
with about $2 in your pocket
and less in the bank
you do what you have to
and my Coyotes sing 'Ow'
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