Lyrics

Well tell the televangelist he's out of a job 'Cause I look good on a cross and I can sure sing along Overrated, under-educated, simple and dry Who knew a man's fate was such a hard thing to find I never listened to my teacher Trusted every word my preacher would say Always thought the crosshair was simply the sun on my face If nothing dies tomorrow Why remember yesterday When an hour or more of sleep might do you good It's the wish I can't remember Yeah it's the things you'll never say And I'd do it all again oh if I could Fight your family and friends and let them know you're the best Tattoo "radical" right across your chest No need for a lover, you were born to impress Everybody always told me if I made a funny face it would stay So you better get hip, and take a liking to me looking this way So many years without a memory Just ears, a nose, a face Oh, to find out fucking up was in your blood It's the wish I can't remember It's the things you'll never say And I'd do it all again, oh, if I could If nothing dies tomorrow Why remember yesterday When an hour or more of sleep might do you good It's the wish I can't remember Yeah it's the things you'll never say And I'd do it all again oh if I could And I'd do it all again oh if I could I'd do it all again, I'd do it all again I'd do it all again, I'd do it all again
Writer(s): Rayland Baxter, Alejandro Rose-garcia Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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