Song Length |
3:51 |
Genre |
Rock - Modern, Pop - Rock |
Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
Surely this can?t be August the way it?s raining now.
Try as I may I can?t catch a drop in my mouth.
I keep on driving north, I keep on heading south.
I?d point my compass east just as long as I?m out.
Put me in formaldehyde and put me away to sleep.
Put me anywhere you want to, but don?t put me in too deep.
Head on into town and find you in a bar.
You couldn?t look at me, but you still got in my car.
You said you couldn?t talk. You never know what to say.
Could it be all over and what on Earth would I say?
Put me in formaldehyde and put me away to sleep.
Put me anywhere you want to, but don?t put me in too deep.
I?m the last king of Chicago, the dawn down in Peru.
I can handle most things, but I couldn?t handle you.
You sacrificed sanity to save my soul.
You never yourself. Now you?ll never gain control.
Put me in formaldehyde and put me away to sleep.
Put me anywhere you want to, but don?t put me in too deep.
Put me in formaldehyde and put me away to sleep.
Put me anywhere you want to, but don?t put me in too deep.