Where did we go wrong my friends, why can't we just push through?
There's quicksand that is swallowing my shoes
These cold, downhearted blues

We need some kind of movement, we need some noble cause
To push us through these endless winter blowouts
What is there never was

Cause someone says what monkey sees, but this monkey does just what simon says
I need some inspiration in my life

These windchimes blow all night, they're keeping me uptight
I wish I had the strength to cut those mothers down
Cause I'm bothered by the sound

So the DJ turned it up, the folk he turned it down
The hipsters were confused, why, they never even turned it on
So the people just walked away

Cause someone says what monkey sees, but this monkey does just what simon says
I need some inspiration in my life

Then these voices collide
But nobody's around to come in to these voices inside my weary mind

Cause everybody's got something to sell you
No matter what you think

Everybody here has got some stuff that they want to sell you
No matter what you think

But you must keep your roots to sing these blues away

And you won't fall by the wayside
Yeah, you won't fall by the wayside


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