Graham Coxon Say So What
Sky so hot, sticky like treacle
Like a shot, beauty unequaled
Silver drops on furrowed brow
Never thought I would do somehow, oh no
Flying there, watchin' my lazin'
Won't you ever stop avoidin' my gazing,
Now your shapes they come unwound,
Foreign sight and foreign sound
I wanna be worthy of your beauty
And I gotta be holding wings weightlessly
And you say "so what?"
And you say "so what?"
And you say "so what?"
And you say "so what?"
