Tom P Buckley

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Get out and sell
Nobody cares
And I'll need to be walking right there
All the same all the kids looked me then drifted on the word
truth
All the same all the kids looked me then drifted on the word
[Verse 2]
Hold so crazy you can't tell
Ghosts in the window
Ghosts in the window
[Chorus]
Fold up your hands, one scale
You need something
Fold up your hands, you got to be a friend
'Cause nothing takes nothing, I'm sure
Fold up your hands, let's guess
It won't like the last for a while
Won't like the last for a while
Won't like the last for a while
Won't like the last for a while
Won't like the last for a while
Won't like the last for a while
[Outro]
Make a song sing
You need something
You need something right now, you need something
In something