I write the b-sides
that make a small portion of the world cry
i like the seaside
and singing songs that make you not wanna die
throw a stone into the sea
and wait for it to come back to me
better get out on the boat
'cause someone told me that stones don't float
(start to play the chords as usual)
(stop playing)
i like to sit out back
throw a nut up in the tree
gonna fall right back on me
well these guys know who they are
and what they need is in their own backyard
(strange sound, play it if you have somekind of footpedal)
i like to play in the snow
i stick my hand in now where did it go
it might be mighty cold
but that's all part of not doing what you're told
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