Draw A Crowd
(Damn!)
I ordered something, it took a while
This morning 'something' was on my doorstep
What's this I'm holding? Time capsule order
'Cause I'm a brand new man and I don't think I want it
I don't think I want it
A row of flags hanging behind me
A garden of mics and questions and photo-flashes blind me
And I'm so high, I can't recall my statements
I only know I made 'em because my face vibrated
(Is it all in my mind?) I could've sworn I saw it
(I thought I was fine) just fine is what I call it
Oh-oh, if you're feeling small, and you can't draw a crowd
Draw dicks on the wall
Oh-oh, if you're feeling small, and you can't draw a crowd
Draw dicks on the wall
I was 'gruntled when it was just feet on gravel
To have come apart, I must have once been raveled
Now when pretty phrases don't mean nothing
And I wanna sell 'em, I sing the line again
So smooth you can hear the beard
So smooth you can hear the beard
Three times is poetry, so smooth you can hear the beard
Oh-oh, if you're feeling small, and you can't draw a crowd
Draw dicks on the wall
Oh-oh, if you're feeling small, and you can't draw a crowd
Draw dicks on the wall
If you can't draw a crowd, draw dicks on the wall
And if you can't draw a crowd, settle for what you can draw
I'm just saying, I-I-I-I'm just saying
Why does saying that "I'm just saying"
Lend any weight to what I'm saying?
Oh, it's come back again, I can't ignore it
I'm a brand new man, but I'm still payin' for it
Oh-oh, if you're feeling small, and you can't draw a crowd
Draw dicks on the wall
Oh-oh, if you're feeling small, and you can't draw a crowd
Draw dicks on the wall
If you can't draw a crowd, draw dicks on the wall
If you can't draw a crowd, draw dicks on the wall
And if you can't draw a crowd, settle for what you can draw
I only wanted to be Stevie Wonder
But I got to settle for this vanilla thunder
(If you can't draw a crowd) This vanilla thunder
(If you can't draw a crowd) This vanilla thunder
(If you can't draw a crowd) Taste my vanilla thunder
(If you can't draw a crowd, if you're feeling small)
I ordered something, it took a while
This morning 'something' was on my doorstep
What's this I'm holding? Time capsule order
'Cause I'm a brand new man and I don't think I want it
I don't think I want it
A row of flags hanging behind me
A garden of mics and questions and photo-flashes blind me
And I'm so high, I can't recall my statements
I only know I made 'em because my face vibrated
(Is it all in my mind?) I could've sworn I saw it
(I thought I was fine) just fine is what I call it
Oh-oh, if you're feeling small, and you can't draw a crowd
Draw dicks on the wall
Oh-oh, if you're feeling small, and you can't draw a crowd
Draw dicks on the wall
I was 'gruntled when it was just feet on gravel
To have come apart, I must have once been raveled
Now when pretty phrases don't mean nothing
And I wanna sell 'em, I sing the line again
So smooth you can hear the beard
So smooth you can hear the beard
Three times is poetry, so smooth you can hear the beard
Oh-oh, if you're feeling small, and you can't draw a crowd
Draw dicks on the wall
Oh-oh, if you're feeling small, and you can't draw a crowd
Draw dicks on the wall
If you can't draw a crowd, draw dicks on the wall
And if you can't draw a crowd, settle for what you can draw
I'm just saying, I-I-I-I'm just saying
Why does saying that "I'm just saying"
Lend any weight to what I'm saying?
Oh, it's come back again, I can't ignore it
I'm a brand new man, but I'm still payin' for it
Oh-oh, if you're feeling small, and you can't draw a crowd
Draw dicks on the wall
Oh-oh, if you're feeling small, and you can't draw a crowd
Draw dicks on the wall
If you can't draw a crowd, draw dicks on the wall
If you can't draw a crowd, draw dicks on the wall
And if you can't draw a crowd, settle for what you can draw
I only wanted to be Stevie Wonder
But I got to settle for this vanilla thunder
(If you can't draw a crowd) This vanilla thunder
(If you can't draw a crowd) This vanilla thunder
(If you can't draw a crowd) Taste my vanilla thunder
(If you can't draw a crowd, if you're feeling small)
Credits
Writer(s): Ben Folds
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Link
Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Won't You Look Up At The Skyline? (Live Santa Monica 1995)
- Playlist: The Very Best of Ben Folds Five
- Live
- The Sound Of The Life Of The Mind
- The Complete Sessions at West 54th St
- The Unauthorized Biography of Reinhold Messner
- Naked Baby Photos
- Whatever And Ever Amen (Remastered Edition)
- Whatever and Ever Amen
- Underground #2
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