Rubber Duc - It's Alright Lyrics

Forget the razor, grow a mane
'Cause once your hair falls out you won't see it again, no
Wear your skinny jeans, your t-shirt with a stain
Forget the razor, grow a mane

So she hates your shitty car
Just remember son, it got you pretty far, yeah
Worn out leather, oh McDonald's, someone's bra
So what she hates your shitty car?

So throw your hands up to the stars, with all your heart
It's alright, it's all, it's alright
So there's no jam in your jar, it's who you are
It's alright, it's all, it's alright

So cut your name into a tree
Roll out your sleeping bag that rolls up to your knee
And when you're eighty five your grandchildren will see
You cut your name into a tree

So throw your hands up to the stars, with all your heart
It's alright, its all, it's alright
So there's no jam in your jar, it's who you are
It's alright, its all, it's alright

Woah oh oh oh, oo'oh oh oh, oh oh oh
It's alright, it's all, it's alright
Woah oh, oh, oh, oo'oh oh oh, oh oh oh
It's alright, it's all, it's alright

Don't linger on in just one place
Board the nearest ship, or catch a ship to space
Where the mirror sees a crevice on your face
You leave it all, in just one place

So throw your hands up to the stars, with all your heart
It's alright, it's all, it's alright
So there's no jam in your jar, it's who you are
It's alright, it's all, it's alright

Woah oh, oh, oh, oo'oh oh oh oh oh oh
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright
Woah oh, oh, oh, oo'oh oh oh oh oh oh
It's alright, it's all, it's alright