Oh Yeah

Saturday, 730, November 22
Just me in a bus seat meant to fit two
And you stop to soak em in every 400 metres
Same look in the eyes more of Judas than of Jesus

Tell me your story, I've got all night
Oh Yeah

When a body meets a body, comin up the drive
Feelin fine says the toe tag pushin 25
And the pushers, share a wink that's in the know
Hair of the dog man, keep in on the down low

The same old story, I've got all night
Oh yeah

I am lost in the numbers, choking on the net
And you can bet this ain't the worst that it'll get
What's your angle, friend, is it one you will regret?
Set for life? What a crock of shit

Tell me your story, I've got all night
Oh Yeah

So let's get heavy
Turn up the gravity
Nobody might listen to you but I do, but I do, yeah
What's the good word, did it exist?
Bliss doesn't matter compared to this
What a trade
Selling souls for beads
As long as its' not important
We've got whatever you need

The same old story
I've heard all night
It takes more than bus ride to get things right



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