Song Length |
4:37 |
Genre |
Rock - Alternative |
Lyrics
There's a man named Richard
Cory was his name
He's a man with a big brain
But then he blew it away
And all the people they're wondering
Why he took his own life
He's a man with a big brain
He liked to think that he had all the time
He walks through the mud in the streets
And the people they're taking their high seat
Wondering if tonight is the night
Cory decided his life is awry
A little child far in the future still
A thousand miles away
He's got something tied to his waste
A loaded weapon he's ready to squeeze
Why'd you take my family
And left to face this religion on me
There's no fire anywhere I can see
The scycled shepard is following me through the night
And the cold chill the shivers along his spine
As his finger might trigger his ongoing dream
His childish desire, that he could be somebody someone sometime
He could be someone sometime
He never thought he could change
Now he spent so much time
Wondering how he could mess up his life
All the souls they fly around
All the souls they fly around
I feel the plight on the nation
Imagine no politicians
They say they've ended the war
Still there's plenty, plenty resistance
It's all just a big disguise
How they made their play on our minds
They are men with their big brains
They'd like to think that they had all the time
They walk through the mud in the streets
And the people they're taking their high heat
Wondering if tonight is the night
That they could be somebody someone sometime
He could be someone sometime
He never thought he could change
Now he spent so much time
Wondering how he could mess up his life
All the souls they fly around