The Lawrence Arms - These Pigs Seem To Be Getting The Best Of Me текст песни

Sometimes I like to lay in bed and pretend like I died
Sometimes I stay like that till the day becomes night
Then I crank myself up, man I say... to fly
Like the bunch who rests these bats finally coming to life.
All the faces are the same, all the faces are new
And my own face is somewhere between yellow and blue
And I'm pressing my luck, just to see if I can
And I'm betting my soul, and I'm losing again!

Chorus:
Cause these pigs seem to be getting the best of me
These fucking pigs seem to be getting the best of me
These fucking pigs seem to be getting the best of me
So much of love, sometimes mind your business!
Oh, oh, oh, oh!

Now I'm back in the sun, and my fingers are shaking
And I can't work to clasp, and I can't stop the scraping
And I'm making that face that only ever happens
When your life takes a shit in your pants and keeps crapping
What happened to all, all your...
What happens in Heaven plenty of time...
What happens to my fucking body and mind
... dry, but I still had to try
To wake tomorrow,
Had to feel my soul growing in the sun
To finally face all, all these work that still needs to be done
You can be such a pussy and run
Back into the storm where my demons come from.

Chorus:
But these pigs seem to be getting the best of me
These fucking pigs seem to be getting the best of me
These fucking pigs seem to be getting the best of me
So much of love, sometimes mind your business!
Oh, oh, oh, oh!