How Would You Know
Would you in the wrong way what's tomorrow if you've got today And if you subscribe to my way You erase all this anyway Out in the montains and granola Lies a little bit least you own ya Hold out your hands Oh such little hands Lie to your man Stay wise to the plan The driver makes no sense Says I don't even have a license We could walk and get as far It just might take a little bit longer There's your dealer on the corner Just to give himself a boner Hold out your hand Stay wise to the plan Cause what you got is what you need Hell, then I don't want to hear the rest And if you ever have anything to sell Then you know what you got Why would you care if its everywhere You won't even hear I'm always alone But how would you know I crawl down the shaft Nothing to grab on to pull me up Just like long ago But how would you know How would you know So you need me for the wrong things Now you got yourself a bird that sings And you left me for your owner Out in the mountains and granola Hold out your hands Oh such little hands If what you got is what you need Hell, then I don't want to hear the rest And if you ever had a thing to sell Then get rid of the lie If what you got is what you need Hell, then I don't want to hear the rest And everybody's got a thing to sell don't need what you got
Written by: BRIAN MATTHEW DOHERTY, IAN THORNLEY
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