The Smith Street Band - Untitled lyrics
[The Smith Street Band - Untitled lyrics]
I come to you with ideas
I don't get no retribution
Can't make sad thoughts dissapear
Wanna make great art, it doesn't sell
Tell the couple in contempries to go to hell
I don't know how to save the planet
But complaining will not help
And I don't come here with an answer
Nor i don't think that is my job
I'm the weddings sober dancer
In the car park smoking bongs
And im not tryna present fiction
And tell you that it is fact
I don't care who's
I don't give a fuck about all that
And i was pointing to this guy
For just one important thing
Nothings ever gonna kill me
If l can play guitar and sing
But I don't come here with an answer
Nor i don't think that I can
I'm the weddings sober dancer
Just the cleaners out the back
I don't come here with an answer
Nor i don't think that is my job
I'm the weddings sober dancer
In the car park smoking bongs