Nothing ever gets in my way Nothing ever gets on my mind Nothing ever makes me stop to think about Nothing of the kind Nothing ever loses me sleep Nothing ever wins my heart Nothing ever makes me want to sing along And nothing makes me want to start If I'm falling down a mountain Then I pick myself up If I crash into an iceberg I don't give a frightful look around If I am burning then I put myself out I'm so completely full I scare the world Oh, all the world All inside out Just look around Just look around Nothing ever puts me out Nothing ever pulls me in Nothing ever makes me want to jump Nothing makes me want to begin Nothing ever gets me down Nothing ever gets me uptight And nothing ever makes me run around And nothing makes me feel I might If I'm hanging from a peach tree Then I cut myself down And if I look into the sun I just turn up the sound And if I swallow death cap love rooms Then I spit them right out I'm so completely full I scare the world Yeah, all the world Inside out Just look around Just look around Just look around Nothing ever gets in my way Nothing ever gets on my mind Nothing ever makes me stop to think about Nothing of the kind Harold and Joe Go go go Harold and Joe Go go go Yeah Sing birds sing © FICTION SONGS LIMITED; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com