Pleb Rock

Sigh, as the sky goes grey
And the gloomy clouds rewind the cars
I need a way to relax
Free of all these hacks
Sister, watch my back
How hard can it be?

Well, it's hard like the morning after, no juice
I'm always laughing out loud by myself
I'm just a pleb like you
You can say your life is dirty dishes
Bad brains, all superstitious and wild
On the run
I'm just a pleb like you

In this day and age
I'm on your way
As I drive right by
I pour the milk in my glaze
Through my body and the shakes
Every band's got a grandstand cheering on

And it's hard like the morning after, no juice
I'm always laughing out loud by myself
I'm just a pleb like you
You can say your life is dirty dishes
It's bad brains, all superstitious and wild
On the run
I'm just a pleb like
I'm just a pleb like
I'm just a pleb like you

And it's hard like the morning after, it's no juice
I'm always laughing out loud by myself
I'm just a pleb like you

"Thank you, strange person
Here we are, you can take it off now
You can have a look
As far as your eyes can see, this is yours
It's a field, a field to break your back in"



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel David Cromack
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