It's My Turn
And I ain't made my bed in a week
Coffee stains on the paper I'm writing
And I'm too choked up inside to speak
And Yes, I know our differences pulled us apart
Never spoke a word heart to heart
And I'm glad that you're gone
But I wish to the lord that you'd come home
And I'm glad that you're gone
Got the feeling so strong
And I'm glad that you're gone
But I wish to the lord that you'd come home
Well my guitar still plays your favorite song
though the strings have been outta tune for some time
Every tim
Need Some Air
You have the right to be righted
and a right to be wrong
just like a song Sly sang
there's a riot goin on
what's that to do with me
the shit ain't on TV
guess the revolution missed me
need some air
don'tcha pass out
in a crowd
need some air
don't wanna hang out
with your crowd
I'm choking on the silence and I wanna scream out
scream out loud
need some air
Dozed to New York City and I musta been gone
stuck in a rerun house, watchin Japanese porn
said I needed some air
got up outta my chair
the sidewalk up and hit me
wont ya turn me on
now all my teeth are gone
people closin' in like a riot
so give my world a spin come on and try it
Belleview woke me from a nightmare
somebody up there really likes me
stitches in my head
the revolution is dead
dead, ya said
need some air
I passed out
in a crowd
I need some air
don't wanna hang out
with your crowd
I'm choking on the silence and I wanna scream out
hey, scream out loud
I need some air
I heard you scream out HEY
scream out loud
Need Some Air