I got everything
I got everything
I got everything, everything I could use
I got funk
I got country
I got rhythm and booze
I got this crooked little heart
I got this thing for you
I got this little trick I've been dying to do
I disappear
And if you need another sun to warm your skin
Another ocean to sink in
I disappear
I got everything
I got everything
I got everything, everything I could use
I got Tom Thompson and a Murikami muse
I got a mouth full of teeth all bloody from the blues
I got you dancing in the street without your shoes
I got this little trick I've been dying to do
I disappear
And if you need another sun to warm your skin
Another ocean to sink in
I disappear
I'll bring the smoke if you bring the mirrors
I'll bring the smoke if you bring the mirrors
I disappear
