Song Length |
3:49 |
Genre |
Rock - Indie/Low-Fi, Folk - Rock |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Lyrics
If you act now
while supplies last
a limited offer
throughout this telecast
to finally lose that chest with the S on the side
where the heart should be
It?s a complex
and its complex
It?s about missing out
on a ill timed death
but I can put my money where my mouth is see
where my heart should be
Who, how, where, what , when, why am I
Everybody wants to be
somewhere else
but emotions an eyesore
please keep it to yourself
modern man doesn?t feel he computes and bleeps
where the heart should be
I work a song farm
I don?t own the land
But four floors up
Above which it stands
I bought a box gonna plant a thought
It will be ours all ours baby wont that be the life?
Who, how, where, what , when, why am I
But if you act now
while supplies last
a limited offer
throughout this telecast
to finally lose that chest with the S on the side
where the heart should be