CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : From Here Till Utopia
Well, I’m afraid that the circles I’ve been drinking myself in
Aren’t big enough for the vowels that
I try to fit inside of them
When I was young, I drank too much, and I’d be lying if I said
I didn’t feel so goddamn young tonight
Maybe too young to ask what’s on my mind
Like if freedom means doing what I want
Well, don’t I gotta want something?
And won’t you tell me that we want something more than just more beer?
And my friends, if that ain’t true, won’t you lie to me tonight? (Oh yeah)
Well, I’ve been listening to Minor Threat records all day
And sh*t if I do not know every word
I sing along as I tie off
And Ian sings he’s out of step
As I throw the cotton into the spoon, draw up into the syringe
I’ll know just what he means until I hit a vein
But after that I won’t have to bother with knowing who I am
For a while at least
In a moment the whole world is gonna melt around me
And I swear I won’t miss it as I lie to you tonight
‘Cause I’m afraid to look the world in the eye
If nothing’s gonna change, well, then I’d rather die
But I’m too unemployed to organize a union
I’m too intoxicated to tear down a building
I’m too hopeless to look for a solution, I’m afraid that if I found one
I’d be out of excuses for the way
I waste away in the gutters that I chose
Like fashion accessories to go with my dirty clothes
I haven’t bathed in months, but you know it’s not because
I ain’t fightin’ bourgeois morals, I’m just lazy and I’m young
Aren’t big enough for the vowels that
I try to fit inside of them
When I was young, I drank too much, and I’d be lying if I said
I didn’t feel so goddamn young tonight
Maybe too young to ask what’s on my mind
Like if freedom means doing what I want
Well, don’t I gotta want something?
And won’t you tell me that we want something more than just more beer?
And my friends, if that ain’t true, won’t you lie to me tonight? (Oh yeah)
Well, I’ve been listening to Minor Threat records all day
And sh*t if I do not know every word
I sing along as I tie off
And Ian sings he’s out of step
As I throw the cotton into the spoon, draw up into the syringe
I’ll know just what he means until I hit a vein
But after that I won’t have to bother with knowing who I am
For a while at least
In a moment the whole world is gonna melt around me
And I swear I won’t miss it as I lie to you tonight
‘Cause I’m afraid to look the world in the eye
If nothing’s gonna change, well, then I’d rather die
But I’m too unemployed to organize a union
I’m too intoxicated to tear down a building
I’m too hopeless to look for a solution, I’m afraid that if I found one
I’d be out of excuses for the way
I waste away in the gutters that I chose
Like fashion accessories to go with my dirty clothes
I haven’t bathed in months, but you know it’s not because
I ain’t fightin’ bourgeois morals, I’m just lazy and I’m young
