Saved By The Buoyancy Of Citrus Lyrics

I'm in the red
I've got the blues
I'm token black
An early greying fool

I need an orange
I need a lime
I need a last name
That don't feel like such a crime

I feel 16
I feel 60
I feel 9 to 5

So sick of rent checks
So sick of life vests
So sick of 5 foot 9

Once was lost
Now am drowned.