You grew up strange, a volatile trickster,
Some real rotten things to say to a mirror.
I can't hold your hand, but I'm on your team,
Given that you can stand me.
I know the north. I can be resourceful.
And if you f*ck up, I've already done so.
If you'd rather sleep, that's fine with me.
There's no place that we have to be.
If you're getting closer, give me some sort of sign.
And if I'm the composer, well then, ha ha.
When you changed your name, what was the goal then?
Did you feel the same? The accent you spoke in
Amalgamly strange, but delivered with ease,
Drew me in effortlessly.
You're art to undress. You're glad to get older.
When under duress, you're breezy and sober.
There's fire in your brain, and I want to see,
Given that you might have me.
You act as you plan: preparedly broken.
Oh, I understand your eloquent shorthand.
Not technically sane, but I want you the same,
A transient scent on the rain.
Jimmy Welsh - Well Then, Ha Ha Lyrics
Jimmy Welsh - Well Then, Ha Ha Lyrics
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You grew up strange, a volatile trickster,
Some real rotten things to say to a mirror.
I can't hold your hand, but I'm on your team,
Given that you can stand me.
I know the north. I can be resourceful.
And if you f*ck up, I've already done so.
If you'd rather sleep, that's fine with me.
There's no place that we have to be.
If you're getting closer, give me some sort of sign.
And if I'm the composer, well then, ha ha.
When you changed your name, what was the goal then?
Did you feel the same? The accent you spoke in
Amalgamly strange, but delivered with ease,
Drew me in effortlessly.
You're art to undress. You're glad to get older.
When under duress, you're breezy and sober.
There's fire in your brain, and I want to see,
Given that you might have me.
You act as you plan: preparedly broken.
Oh, I understand your eloquent shorthand.
Not technically sane, but I want you the same,
A transient scent on the rain.
Some real rotten things to say to a mirror.
I can't hold your hand, but I'm on your team,
Given that you can stand me.
I know the north. I can be resourceful.
And if you f*ck up, I've already done so.
If you'd rather sleep, that's fine with me.
There's no place that we have to be.
If you're getting closer, give me some sort of sign.
And if I'm the composer, well then, ha ha.
When you changed your name, what was the goal then?
Did you feel the same? The accent you spoke in
Amalgamly strange, but delivered with ease,
Drew me in effortlessly.
You're art to undress. You're glad to get older.
When under duress, you're breezy and sober.
There's fire in your brain, and I want to see,
Given that you might have me.
You act as you plan: preparedly broken.
Oh, I understand your eloquent shorthand.
Not technically sane, but I want you the same,
A transient scent on the rain.