She's losing hair, man
In starchy-sheets-land
Her wide-eyed stare run off
To the bottom of a dry cough
Facing big fears now
To the back of beyond
I'll root for my heroes
And I'll be singing their songs at the top of my lungs
Oh my lungs, won't you take my lungs?
Leg hair flowing freely in the
Stale breeze of healing
Crying big tears now
To the back of beyond
I'll root for my heroes
And I'll be singing their songs at the top of my lungs
Oh my lungs, won't you take my lungs?
You try, yeah you try to take a bow and they will cut you down to your knees
Oh boy
To the back of beyond
I'll root for my heroes
And I'll be singing their songs at the top of my lungs
Oh my lungs, won't you take my lungs?