Well, I started out strong And my hopes were high I figured I'll be like Bonnie and Clyde 25 beers as an alibi, had to get connected So I wrote a long letter to a government man I told him I was born in the summer of Sam He said, "Son, I don't think that you understand I just wanna get elected" But my heart got heavy and my hair grew long I had to take a job just to get along I was down in the gutter below I was down in the gutter below As my daddy always said "Sing a song, how hard can it be just to get along?" He said, "Don't go selling your soul Yeah, don't go selling your soul" Hey man, you know, what's up, too slow Feels like I'm staring at the sun You get high, you get low, don't let your ego I've been staring at the sun, staring at the sun Well, I got a lot of love for the modern man I read a lot of books that I don't understand Won a lot of things, but I lost your soul Just want a hooker with a heart of gold As my heart gets heavy and my hair gets long How hard can it be just to get along? When you don't go selling your soul Yes, don't go selling your soul Hey man, you know, what's up, too slow Feels like I'm staring at the sun You get high, you get low, don't let your ego I've been staring at the sun, staring at the sun Now baby, I love you when spring's in the air But it just seems like, lately We spend our days just smoking pot and Wondering how we got so fucked up Hey man, you know, don't let your ego Feels like we're staring at the sun Hey man, you know, don't let your ego I've been staring at the sun Hey man, you know, don't let your ego Feels like we're staring at the sun Hey man, you know, don't let your ego I've been staring at the sun, staring at the sun Staring at the sun Staring at the sun Staring at the sun © SONY/ATV MUSIC PUBLISHING UK LTD; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com