at the start of my weekend i got in a taxi
had my coat and my bag settled in on the backseat
the cut of what i'm burping
has done me in

stop off at the big store for one last thing
man behind the counter starts to ring me in
here comes another echoed downer/daughter
these days i need not to worry about her

lets split the day in half
call it tomorrow
please tell me the rain dried
i need it tomorrow
quiet party and shout
these days i seem not to worry about
try to get the smoke smell off my coat
nothings in my pockets
seeds wont grow

was it all worth it? i doubt it
these days i need not to worry about it

Lyrics submitted by y2kevo

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