Shore

He made his money delivering a cornucopia of spiritual goods
Simultaneously saving our weak-willed souls
But I'm not persuaded
Despite the allure of his fiscal might
It kind of smells
So I'm not persuaded
I'm not persuaded

His opinion is built on a number of files all tied with ribbon and wax
Spun through a finely tuned prism of bullshit and glass
But I'm not persuaded
He's an educated guy
With the face of a wide-eyed country boy
So, I'm not persuaded
I'm not persuaded

Down by the shore
Out to the east there's a big storm brewing
But I don't know what the hell we're doing
We nearly drowned in your sincere conviction
Wind in your face, toss a few stones
Down with the fossils and the dinosaur bones

There's a number of excellent books that will advise me on what to say and do
You'll help with interpretation, won't you
But I'm not persuaded
Is that what you meant
I found it a little bit forced
So, I'm not persuaded
I'm not persuaded

Down by the shore
Out to the east there's a big storm brewing
But I don't know what the hell that we're doing
We nearly drowned in your sincere conviction
Wind in your face, toss a few stones
Down with the fossils and the dinosaur bones
Wind in your face, toss a few stones
Down with the fossils and the dinosaur bones



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Writer(s): Michael Williamson, Martin Williamson, David Mclarnon
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