Use Yr Powers Fr Good

Send my body over seas
Cause nobody ever sees me
I’m alone i’m at home
I could be anywhere

I’m trudging along i’ve still got a long way to go
It’s through the snow and it’s uphill both ways
Where is my head
It’s in this sock of a hat of a helmet
My sense of time
It’s in this rock of a skull compartment

And you make soup of my words
That’s not what i said at all but i’ll drink it anyway
It’s okay to be wrong
It’s okay to be wrong
It’s okay to be wrong

You’re looking for a way out
There’s no way out
There’s no way out
You’re looking for a way out
There’s no way out
There’s no way out
There’s no way out

My lungs won’t turn out right
The world’s communal cigarette smoking
The world’s communal cigarette said

My legs won’t grow out right
They grew up in the city got sunspots where my eyes should be
My lungs won’t turn out right
The world’s communal cigarette smoking
The world’s communal cigarette said

My legs won’t