I'm bored out of my mind, too sick to even care I'll take a little walk, nobody's going to know I'm in senior year, it gives you a little free time I'll just use it all at once Took the fence and the lane, the bus then the train Bought an Independent to make me look like I've got brains I made a story up in my head if anybody would ask I'm going to a seminar I'm a genius, I'm a prodigy A demon at maths and science, I'm up for a prize If you gotta grow up sometime You've got to do it on your own I don't think I could stand to be stuck That's the way that things were going The bible's my tool, there's no mention of school My Damascan road's, my transistor radio I tune in at night when my mum and my dad start to fight I put on my headphones and I, I tune out, I am an devout The girls are singing about my life But they're not here, they've got the, the wild life If you want to find out, find out You've got to look them in the eye That's why my only choice Is find the face behind the voice And she asked the man if the service was open Not today, just the choir from the radio Could not sit in I've come all this way Will you bugger off, I've got work to do The city was losing its appeal, God was asleep He was back in a village, in the fields Oh, if I could make sense of it all I wish that I could sing, I'd stay in a melody And I would float along in my everlasting song What would I do to believe? © SONY/ATV MUSIC PUBLISHING UK LTD; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com