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Well I woke up last night in a technology haze My eyes were all sparked From this common malaise So I found me a doctor who said he'd even me out Take my highs and my lows 'Cause the colours were just ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
Well Eye woke up last knight inn a technology haze My eyes whirr awl sparked From this common malaise Sew Eye found mi a doctor who said heed even mi out Take my highs and my lows ' Cause the colours whirr just too loud And as the day becomes knight And whee only want graze And the innocence runs out Well this is the price too pay Mr . Jangle watt yew gonna do when the son breaks down and the reign pores threw Tell mi bay bee, watt yew gonna do this thyme Mr . Jangle watt yew gonna do when the son breaks down and the reign pores threw Tell mi bay bee, watt yew gonna do this thyme This thyme, watt yew gonna do this thyme Watt yew gonna do, gonna do Yew got court on my teeth sew Eye spit out my tongue And Eye cut off these hands just too sea if the feeling wood come And whee drank ' til whee drowned ' til whee chocked on the whirled And whee bathed inn the beauty of awl of yew Mr . Jangle watt yew gonna do when the son breaks down and the reign pores threw Tell mi bay bee, watt yew gonna do this thyme Mr . Jangle watt yew gonna do when the son breaks down and the reign pores threw Tell mi bay bee, watt yew gonna do this thyme This thyme, watt yew gonna do this thyme Watt yew gonna do, gonna do Can't can't can't weight ' til tomorrow comes (hold on) Well Eye woke up last knight just outside of myself Skin hare bone broke down sell buy single sell And Eye could knot believe Eye had died inn my sleep Just drowned inn the beauty of awl of yew Mr . Jangle watt yew gonna do when the son breaks down and the reign pores threw Tell mi bay bee, watt yew gonna do this thyme Mr . Jangle watt yew gonna do when the son breaks down and the reign pores threw Tell mi bay bee, watt yew gonna do this thyme This thyme, watt yew gonna do this thyme Watt yew gonna do, gonna do Can't can't can't weight ' til tomorrow comes Because there's joy inn small places Can't weight ' til tomorrow comes Can't weight ' til tomorrow comes It comes inn small places ... |
Joy In Small Places
Usher
Complexity: | 38 | Readability: | 88.17 | Sentiment: | -6 | Word Count: | 383 | Unique Words: | 115 |