Ten Feet Tall
Well, you walk around this town like it's holy land
You got good-looking friends, you're a sharp-dressed man
Been gettin' big, makin' me look small
It don't matter to me, 'cause I'm a-ten feet, a-ten feet tall
Yeah, it don't matter to me, 'cause I'm a-ten feet, a-ten feet tall
Take a look at your foot, does it fit this shoe?
Did you really ever think I gave a damn 'bout you?
You ain't no messiah with your fancy friends
So get your head out of the clouds
And get your feet back in the dirt, my friend
Oh, get your head out of the clouds
And get your feet back in the dirt, my friend
Oh, get your head out of the clouds
And get your feet back in the dirt, my friend
Well, you talk about your hometown, let me tell you about mine
You shove your bright lights, big city, back where the sun don't shine
I hear you talkin', yes, I'm lookin' at you
'Cause back where I come from, man, we're laughin' at you
Yeah, back where I come from, man, we're laughin' at you
Take a look at your foot, does it fit this shoe?
Did you ever think I gave a damn 'bout you?
You ain't no messiah with your fancy friends
So get your head out of the clouds
And get your feet back in the dirt, my friend
Oh, get your head out of the clouds
And get your feet back in the dirt, my friend
Oh, get your head out of the clouds
And get your feet back in the dirt, my friend
Well, wipe that smirk right back from where you came
As if you knew who I am, as if you knew my name
Turn around, see your back's against the wall
It's too bad you didn't notice that I'm a-ten feet, a-ten feet tall
Yeah, it's too bad you didn't notice that I'm a-ten feet, a-ten feet tall
Take a look at your foot does it fit this shoe?
Did you really ever think I gave a damn 'bout you?
You ain't no messiah with your fancy friends
So get your head out of the clouds
And get your feet back in the dirt, my friend
Oh, get your head out of the clouds
And get your feet back in the dirt, my friend (and I'm a-ten feet, a-ten feet tall)
Oh, get your head out of the clouds
And get your feet back in the dirt, my friend (and I'm a-ten feet, a-ten feet tall)
You got good-looking friends, you're a sharp-dressed man
Been gettin' big, makin' me look small
It don't matter to me, 'cause I'm a-ten feet, a-ten feet tall
Yeah, it don't matter to me, 'cause I'm a-ten feet, a-ten feet tall
Take a look at your foot, does it fit this shoe?
Did you really ever think I gave a damn 'bout you?
You ain't no messiah with your fancy friends
So get your head out of the clouds
And get your feet back in the dirt, my friend
Oh, get your head out of the clouds
And get your feet back in the dirt, my friend
Oh, get your head out of the clouds
And get your feet back in the dirt, my friend
Well, you talk about your hometown, let me tell you about mine
You shove your bright lights, big city, back where the sun don't shine
I hear you talkin', yes, I'm lookin' at you
'Cause back where I come from, man, we're laughin' at you
Yeah, back where I come from, man, we're laughin' at you
Take a look at your foot, does it fit this shoe?
Did you ever think I gave a damn 'bout you?
You ain't no messiah with your fancy friends
So get your head out of the clouds
And get your feet back in the dirt, my friend
Oh, get your head out of the clouds
And get your feet back in the dirt, my friend
Oh, get your head out of the clouds
And get your feet back in the dirt, my friend
Well, wipe that smirk right back from where you came
As if you knew who I am, as if you knew my name
Turn around, see your back's against the wall
It's too bad you didn't notice that I'm a-ten feet, a-ten feet tall
Yeah, it's too bad you didn't notice that I'm a-ten feet, a-ten feet tall
Take a look at your foot does it fit this shoe?
Did you really ever think I gave a damn 'bout you?
You ain't no messiah with your fancy friends
So get your head out of the clouds
And get your feet back in the dirt, my friend
Oh, get your head out of the clouds
And get your feet back in the dirt, my friend (and I'm a-ten feet, a-ten feet tall)
Oh, get your head out of the clouds
And get your feet back in the dirt, my friend (and I'm a-ten feet, a-ten feet tall)
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Writer(s): Cooper S. Mcbean
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