What’s the way(hey) that you’re gonna get there?
Well I know that you’re only human
And I’m assuming that life’s not moving
And neither proving
To be inside your head
And I know that its just a reaction - A quick contraction - A loss of traction - And satisfaction
But I heard a man once said…
One day you know you’re gonna be bones boy
And that’ll be the end of it
One day you’re gonna be bones
One day you know you’re gonna be bones boy
So go and make the most of it
Until that day you’re gonna be bones
Well I know that you hate the pushing
And as they’re rushing you feel the crushing - it stops you touching
The reason you wake up
And I know that you feel rejected - and not respected - Your thoughts collected – And then dissected
Means you had enough
Well I hate the anxious tension
The apprehension
We need to find ourselves some corrections
Before we fill the grave
