Hey, that's a trip
Why don't you wait a little bit for the acid to kick in?
Learn to love
That old comedown that'll spread you so thin
Go and take the million
Take the derby hats and stick 'em up your ass
I'll take the cheap seats
Cause my company don't come served inside a glass
Old man in the sea
Doin' what you were born to
Shrapnel in my knee
I can't walk and I don't care to
I met a strange bird
Her legs they were skinny like a child
She roamed this land strong willed, free and wild
All the notables and their spying wives
Three hipsters, two merchants and Kon Tiki
They saw the black dawn off in the midnight sky's
Man, you shoulda seen them
They were so down in the dumps that evening
Old man in the sea
Doin' what you were born to
Shrapnel in my knee
I can't walk and I don't care to
I'd do it all for you
But I do it for no one
I'd sing a song for you
But I sing for no one
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