i chasse with the best
i would fail your test
whirlpool-eyed and broke
i feel pretty stoned
sometimes i feel like i am falling
so appalling
don't come calling
leave me be, just leave me be
greener pastures lie ahead
maybe until i'm dead
looking for gaiety
and not for parody
all the time feel shrewd
something i can't elude
sometimes i feel like sleeping
so i'm keeping myself from weaping
leave me be, just leave me be
i try to fly and i cry and i fry
music and lyrics written by todd stapleton
arranged by beeswax
� 1998 beeswax
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