A Wilhelm Scream - Born a Wise Man lyrics
[A Wilhelm Scream - Born a Wise Man lyrics]
On the Acushnet River, when I grew up
Cut my teeth on the beach
The dirty needles in the mud
Got wasted in Fairhaven every 4th of July
At the fireworks, on the grass, in the wine
Well, I was born a wise man
But I've lost my memory
Keep your eye out for the real thing
(It's all just "money, money" these days)
You gotta hold tight to the real thing
You can search far and wide for
The real thing and you'll find
When you got no one, you got someone in me
It was the band's first gig at the Exit Club
Our singer asked 'em to mosh, but nobody was
Monday at school, he quit the band at lunch
But you keep your eye out for the real thing
(It's all just "money, money" these days)
Stick up for your friends till you die
You gotta hold tight to the real thing
And with your life
I've been hurtful, talked my shit
I've been working on it
I used to just love nothing
Oh yeah, I hated everything
So lucky, I got the world in my pocket
Do I remember who I thought I was?
Practiced for weeks, we three
In our parents' basement
Those looks weren't deceiving
We were shaken to the core
What takes the fire from my eyes
Will leave me dead to rights
I was born a wise man
I've not forgotten everything
Still committed to forgiving
Every damned thing
Still making friends of an enemy
This ain't no resignation
But your mercy I applaud now, move along
Keep your eye out for the real thing
(It's all just "money, money" these days)
To live the dream we've been
Working since we were fifteen
It's a pretty sick job for no pay
And you're right
There is no one can get it done like us
Cut my teeth on the beach
The dirty needles in the mud
Got wasted in Fairhaven every 4th of July
At the fireworks, on the grass, in the wine
Well, I was born a wise man
But I've lost my memory
Keep your eye out for the real thing
(It's all just "money, money" these days)
You gotta hold tight to the real thing
You can search far and wide for
The real thing and you'll find
When you got no one, you got someone in me
It was the band's first gig at the Exit Club
Our singer asked 'em to mosh, but nobody was
Monday at school, he quit the band at lunch
But you keep your eye out for the real thing
(It's all just "money, money" these days)
Stick up for your friends till you die
You gotta hold tight to the real thing
And with your life
I've been hurtful, talked my shit
I've been working on it
I used to just love nothing
Oh yeah, I hated everything
So lucky, I got the world in my pocket
Do I remember who I thought I was?
Practiced for weeks, we three
In our parents' basement
Those looks weren't deceiving
We were shaken to the core
What takes the fire from my eyes
Will leave me dead to rights
I was born a wise man
I've not forgotten everything
Still committed to forgiving
Every damned thing
Still making friends of an enemy
This ain't no resignation
But your mercy I applaud now, move along
Keep your eye out for the real thing
(It's all just "money, money" these days)
To live the dream we've been
Working since we were fifteen
It's a pretty sick job for no pay
And you're right
There is no one can get it done like us