Standing on One Leg
Standing on one leg
Tryna tell you how it is
Standing on one leg
Tryna tell you how it is
The water's gonna rise
Who'd ever thought it would go down like this?
It's hard to stay clean
When you're crawling through the mud
It's hard to stay clean
When you're crawling through the mud
The sky's falling down
Saviours all outta love
I could grow to love you
But maybe it's too late for that
Could grow to love you
But maybe it's too late for that
You'd better aim straight
When you're shooting rats
House is on fire
Streets are full of dust
House is on fire
Streets are full of dust
The sheriff's pointed badge
Is broken and full of rust
Go to Dawson City
Gonna dig and pan for gold
Go to Dawson City
Gonna dig and pan for gold
Might end up on Boot Hill
With more dust than I can hold
Jails are overcrowded
Can't stem the tide
Jails are overcrowded
Can't stem the tide
You're just a number
Better forget about pride
"Take it like a man"
Is what they said to me
"Take it like a man"
Is what they said to me
I'd rather stay in jail
It's cheaper than being free
Walking down the road
With my fist deep in my mouth
Walking down the road
With my fist deep in my mouth
Was looking to find love
All the birds are flying south
Standing on one leg
Tryna tell you how it is
Standing on one leg
Tryna tell you how it is
The water's gonna rise
Who'd ever thought it would go down like this?
Tryna tell you how it is
Standing on one leg
Tryna tell you how it is
The water's gonna rise
Who'd ever thought it would go down like this?
It's hard to stay clean
When you're crawling through the mud
It's hard to stay clean
When you're crawling through the mud
The sky's falling down
Saviours all outta love
I could grow to love you
But maybe it's too late for that
Could grow to love you
But maybe it's too late for that
You'd better aim straight
When you're shooting rats
House is on fire
Streets are full of dust
House is on fire
Streets are full of dust
The sheriff's pointed badge
Is broken and full of rust
Go to Dawson City
Gonna dig and pan for gold
Go to Dawson City
Gonna dig and pan for gold
Might end up on Boot Hill
With more dust than I can hold
Jails are overcrowded
Can't stem the tide
Jails are overcrowded
Can't stem the tide
You're just a number
Better forget about pride
"Take it like a man"
Is what they said to me
"Take it like a man"
Is what they said to me
I'd rather stay in jail
It's cheaper than being free
Walking down the road
With my fist deep in my mouth
Walking down the road
With my fist deep in my mouth
Was looking to find love
All the birds are flying south
Standing on one leg
Tryna tell you how it is
Standing on one leg
Tryna tell you how it is
The water's gonna rise
Who'd ever thought it would go down like this?
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