Absofacto Whose Side Are You On Anyway
I've got to change my ways Too many times, you just string me along Pass by the window, what's in it for me? Just some notes on your palm to read
Whose side are you on anyway? You've got to get back to the water I know my lines in the sand washed away So I've got to, I've got to change my ways
They threw the whole mess into the ocean While filling out forms, fulfilled some fictional chores Now I've got to change my ways A cheaper suit or a handful of days Blessed all the blank walls as they fall Was it some rule you said could bend? Or some corners to cut again?
Whose side are you on anyway? You've got to get back to the water I know my lines in the sand washed away Now I've got to change my ways
