Rough, Indeed. SO WHAT?????




I can’t eat
I can’t sleep
I can’t live
I can’t cry
I can’t die
I can’t walk
I can’t talk
Booze
I can booze
Steal your shoes
So I can move
Tumble in the rough
Tumble in the rough
Tumble in the rough 

I’m looking for a new mediation
Still looking for a new way to fly
Don’t want any plastic validation
Not looking for a new way to die

I made excuses for a million lies
But all I got was humble kidney pie
So what

I’m lookin’ for a new stimulation
Quite bored of those inflatable ties
I’m lookin’ for a new rock sensation
Dead fish don’t swim around in jealous tides

I made excuses for a million lies
But all I got was humble kidney pie
So what

Can’t hold you when I miss you
(Tumble in the Rough)
Left on a summer intermission
(Tumble in the Rough)
Can’t hold you when I miss you
(Tumble in the Rough)
Left on a summer intermission
(Tumble in the Rough)



(lyrics via)

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