All You'll Ever Catch

Another lovely day To watch the grass grow blade by blade Or keep an eye on drying paint To boil some water sans a flame Frightened and barefoot Like every step is burning blacktop Or throbbing embers in a fire walk With pain to pay for every misstep 'Cause Lord knows no one's ever done much wrong in the past And if you're chasing your tail around, all you'll ever catch is your ass Oh, oh You can stay here Mull it over But someone's gotta get it done Do the songbirds Worry about being hackneyed? Do they too judge their melody? Question each note and every beat And If the first man Had scratched his head so fervently He'd have just earned himself a seat Inside the belly of a beast 'Cause Lord knows no one's ever done much wrong in the past And if you're chasing your tail around all you'll ever catch is your ass Oh, oh You can stay here Mull it over But someone's gotta get it done 'Cause Lord knows no one's ever done much wrong in the past And if you're chasing your tail around all you'll ever catch is your ass Oh, oh You can stay here Mull it over But someone's gotta get it done