Daggy Man Nothing In This World Is Going To Satisfy You
Sad, sullen retreat
Sad, don't go there
Sad, rinse and repeat
Sad, don't go there
Sad, sullen retreat
Sad, don't go there
Sad, rinse and repeat
Sad, don't go there
Tell me, cause I'll ask once more
We could be as common as a grocery store
Memories of a headache man
Fading and degrading in a heap of sand
Oh, we could be the crumbs in a packet of chips
Learning...
Nothing is in this world is gonna satisfy you
Nothing is in this world is gonna satisfy you
Nothing is in this world is gonna satisfy you anymore
Strike me, like an unlit match
Handy for a minute till the wood burns black
Hungry, making headaches man
Fading and degrading in a foreign land
Oh, he could be the dirt on a pallet of bricks
Learning...
Nothing is in this world is gonna satisfy you
Nothing is in this world is gonna satisfy you anymore
But every second, every minute, we reflect a different image
Every second, every minute, we reflect a different image
Every second, every minute, we reflect a different image
Every second, every minute, we reflect a different image
Every second, every minute, we reflect a different image
Every second, every minute, we reflect a different image
Every second, every minute, we reflect a different image
Every second, every minute, we reflect a different image
