Joel Plaskett - Ps & Qs lyrics
[Joel Plaskett - Ps & Qs lyrics]
Seems it's easier to tear things down
Than it is to build em
You need no drawings or plans
Just a reciprocating saw
I held them in my hand until I spilled ‘em
The best and worst of all we watch in awe
It’s not about me or you
This ain't ‘bout Ps & Qs
I cross my Ts, it's true
To take my time times two
Catch 22s to 3 elevens
Dead winter blues beneath 3 sevens
But up above I got the point
That only love can rock this joint
Now I went digging in the dirt
Felt good at first and then it hurt
I’d see the flames just singing songs
I'd read the names and write the wrongs
Now just like Hank, I'm moving on
It not ‘bout pleasing you or me
It's ain't bout the Ps & Qs I see
I cross my Ts, it's true, we're free
To take our times times two to be
Some setting sun, somebody else
One 44 in 12x12s
'Cause up above I got the point
That only love can rock this joint
Seems it’s easier to make things up
Than it is to learn ‘em
And I reckon that this verse
Is written proof
Maybe I’ll write a couple more
So I can burn ‘em
We think we're seeing heaven
But we’re only on the roof
It's not bout me & you it's clear
It's not the Ps & Qs we fear
If we’re just passing through this year
Then why are we colliding here?
Maybe we've met before? Out on some meteor
I'll catch a glimpse I'm sure in window #4
My 45 at 33 i'm slowing down
But, I am free
'Cause up above I got the point
That only love can rock this joint
Than it is to build em
You need no drawings or plans
Just a reciprocating saw
I held them in my hand until I spilled ‘em
The best and worst of all we watch in awe
It’s not about me or you
This ain't ‘bout Ps & Qs
I cross my Ts, it's true
To take my time times two
Catch 22s to 3 elevens
Dead winter blues beneath 3 sevens
But up above I got the point
That only love can rock this joint
Now I went digging in the dirt
Felt good at first and then it hurt
I’d see the flames just singing songs
I'd read the names and write the wrongs
Now just like Hank, I'm moving on
It not ‘bout pleasing you or me
It's ain't bout the Ps & Qs I see
I cross my Ts, it's true, we're free
To take our times times two to be
Some setting sun, somebody else
One 44 in 12x12s
'Cause up above I got the point
That only love can rock this joint
Seems it’s easier to make things up
Than it is to learn ‘em
And I reckon that this verse
Is written proof
Maybe I’ll write a couple more
So I can burn ‘em
We think we're seeing heaven
But we’re only on the roof
It's not bout me & you it's clear
It's not the Ps & Qs we fear
If we’re just passing through this year
Then why are we colliding here?
Maybe we've met before? Out on some meteor
I'll catch a glimpse I'm sure in window #4
My 45 at 33 i'm slowing down
But, I am free
'Cause up above I got the point
That only love can rock this joint