Why can't you realize
Just get more paralyzed
Then get the rabble round
And shoot the arrows out

Go write a new song,you're so discerning
Fall out of my tongue,it's quiet determined
Don't think of stopping when you see the stop sign
Just listen to the groovy records till the morning

Disjoint,the point
Just shunt, the point
Tough break man, it's not enough
Completely tough, fucking enough

You mind me standing here
Talk through your adenoids
They're sharpening their knives
A pull before you rise

I write a new song,while I was touring
Man,it was no fun,totally boring
Don't think of singing till you see the white eye
Turn up the fuzz and dull your senses 'til the morning

Shit

Why can't you realize
Just get more paralyzed
I'm feeling pretty much back where I started and it's quiet concerning me

Someone gonna give you advice until the morning
Giving you continual advice until the morning

Just push it to the back of my mind
Expand to the back of my mind
Extend to the back of my mind

Hello!

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Writer(s): GRAHAM LESLIE COXON