The New Hitmakers: How Social Media Is Rewriting The Rules Of Music Discovery
Chris Page - 05 Jun 2026
Johnny Q Public Body Be
(d. fritz, o. thornton) My eyes can't help my ears My ears can't see Why do I try this way There's probably something wrong with me If I can't see that something's wrong When all my pieces become pieces And not all one -CHORUS- Then where, where would my body be Body be Where, where would my body be Body be My hands can't help my eyes My eyes can't feel Why do I try this way There's probably something wrong with me If I can't see that something's wrong When all my pieces become pieces And not all one (repeat CHORUS) You in the sky, you in the sky You make me high, alive You in the sky, you in the sky You make me cry, alive You in the sky, you in the sky You make me high, alive You in the sky, you in the sky You make me cry, alive (repeat CHORUS)
