It's really too bad he became a prisoner of his own past
he stabbed the moment in the back with a brown thumb tack
then held up the list of things he gotta to do
it's really no good hes movin on before he understood
he shot the future in the foot with every step he took
caught from the places that he did cause he forgot to look
staple it together then call a bad weather
staple it together then call a bad weather
staple it together then call a bad weather
staple it together then call a bad weather
well i guess you could say that he don't even know where to begin
cause he looked both ways but he was so afraid to get deeper into the ditch every chance he missed
and the mess he made cause hate is such a strong word
and every brick he laid, the mistakes they said
and his walls are getting taller, his words are getting smaller
better staple it together then call a bad weather
staple it together then call a bad weather
staple it together then call a bad weather
staple it together then call a bad weather
it's really too bad he became a prisoner of his own past
he stabbed the moment in the back with a brown thumb tack
then held up the list of things he's got to do
it's really no good hes movin on before he understood
he shot the future in the foot with every step he took
caught from the places that he did cause he forgot to look
better staple it together then call a bad weather
staple it together then call a bad weather
staple it together then call a bad weather
staple it together then call a bad weather
if the weather gets better we should get together
spend a little time or we could do whatever
and if we get together we'll be twice as clever
so staple it together and call a bad weather
compositores: Jack Johnson, Merlo Podlewski
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