Juan Carlos

What I've come to know - is what I've come to expect
I want to fertilise my own eggs, fix them to a wall and call them art
But if this doesn't make any sense, who am I
If this doesn't make any sense, who am I?
Youthless and useless, it's an eventual demise of an empire

All I do is constantly pick myself up
Maybe there's someway I can fall to the top
Clumsy, cause I'm clumsy

And it's what I've come to know - what I've come to expect
It's what I've come to be, what I've come to express
The juan carlos sound
'Professional beards in November'



Credits
Writer(s): Karl Larsen
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