Intro: EE I want to go back to the way it used to beA before the bad guys came out of the trees and pulled the sky down on top of the darkE "brown stick yourself back of my heart" only want to be that hero saving you from the damnedB car bomb my mom is in Afganistan i don't want to be damned i wanna be tanned i wanna be a real manE i wanna take you out on the townA and give you some good times to throw around in your head when you're old got no friendsE make the good times never endso help your hand grenades keep your pins in your pocketsB open you up fill you up with rockets so you can go anywhere you like any old timeE "the way the rings surround the jearsy shore"A "could fill you up with food ever more" i lift you up without lettin you downE keep all your dreams from turning brown and all the birds they keep lifiing you up and then into the airB and into the thin space between the here and now oh iE i can't stop hitting myself over the headA i do my best to keep up with the dead i don't why everybody is in my high oh i feel like flyingE trying to put the bats back in the darkA "black of my heart i'm made out of jam"B it's all good till someone catches a feelingE and i'm feeling againE la la la laA la la la la la laE la la la la la laB la la la la la laE la la la la la laA la la la la la laE la la la la la laB la la la la la laE la la la la
Til Someone Catches A Feelin
Bob Schneider
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