Everybody wants a long blonde thing
That’ll never show, that’ll never show
And everybody wants a song to sing
That everybody knows, everybody knows
And nobody cares about when or how or where
When there’s now
And there’s here
And there’s nothing worth waiting around for
Nothing worth the longer side of a year

Trying to make a claim on the virtue in restraint
Sitting in the paint, sitting in the paint
Is living a sinner or living a saint
You either is or you ain’t, you is or you ain’t
And nobody cares how close you came to there
When there’s here
And there’s now
And there’s nothing worth waiting around for
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Nothing anybody says out loud

Don’t want to know don’t want to know what anybody even came here for
Given a good thing or a pretty good thing, only thing you’re thinking is more

Anything can break the pretty smoke ring
If the singer’s true, if the singer’s true
Cause nothing that you’ve ever gone and given a song to
Can belong to you, can belong to you
Nothing time can take can stretch it ‘til it breaks
When there’s now
And there’s here
And there’s nothing worth waiting around for
You know it deeper down every year







Thanks to cead1

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