For the pristine power of overglee and all
Sounds like shit don't it?
I've got twelve books
So I guess I think I know everything

You know some of us watch this
And some of us dream
I'm finally hot tonight
A brown peg, a juicy peg
Some of them are watching
Well I like being sneaked up upon

One day, one day, one day, to you
One day, one day, one day, to you

Their time has come
Yeah will be done
Their time has come
You say they run

Let's start a little call
That's sweet
Cause what some aspire to is that pristine state of shit
But not me

You know some of us watch this
And some of us dream
You know some of us watch this
And their keen
Strap along
Take a motorbike and drive it into the pool
Cause of of us are watching
What's an aging rockstar wear
??? , ??? , Long legs
C'mon please
You know some of us are watching
And then some of us dream
C'mon please
You know some of us are watching
C'mon please

One day, one day, one day, to you
One day, one day, one day, to you

Well you know
Not everyone has to be happy
Sometimes you have to dig the seat back and ?
You see It's a matter of balance
So if you don't feel that way
And you dont see that way
Well it's ok
You know - All I'm asking
Is come sit next to me little girl and wipe away those tears
Well see Try and get away


Lyrics submitted by TheDirge

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