When it became evident
That they were not failing at being someone else
But succeeding at being themselves
Bout now
Bout now
Bout now
You know what, I'm happy, happier
My mom, Jesus and God sitting at the table
I take out my plastic packet of fluoride to mix with my bottled water
I love my western town
Music love's the western sound
I love the taste of cow
It's the taste of a generation
Now I wanna know
Bout now
I wanna know
Bout now
I wanna know
Bout now, now, now
Ehe, ehe, ehe, ehe
We are
Ehe, ehe, ehe, ehe
Yes Sir
Oh, yes Sir
A yes or both
If we are climbing, let me down


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Gay Clouds song meanings
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