Machine Scruff
As they ate the soup
All in all assumed
That the mirror won't take away the thoughts that you had
And the reason why you never let your army ahead
Take away, let it go this simple man may never know
What happens at a funeral
(No problem...)
If you think of a wheel
And keeps the wheel, what keeps it moving
Negative actions, negative emotions
That's what keeps you going around
And it shows all the sufferings that we experience
It's in a painting
What keeps keeps your suffering continuing
Whether you're a beggar or a king you're still suffering
But because of your jealousy you want them out
You don't want them there, or you want them to go down
If there's no exit go home
In order to be happy you need to understand unhappiness, suffering
Suffering creating suffering creating suffering
And it just keeps going around
It's 7: 32 pm, Saturday, May 11th
I'm recording this after a long drive
Scruff in my ear
Scruff in my ear
Don't try to waste my time
I don't have none, I don't have none, no more
I just cannot see the end
And I cannot see the end
And I just cannot see the end
Cannot see the end
By the scruff...
Bring me out of there
Bring me out of there
Bring me out of there
Scruff
Baby it's alright when you're outside and it's alright
Baby it's alright when you're outside and it's alright
Baby it's alright when you're outside and it's alright
Baby it's alright when you're outside and it's alright
Can you not find baby birds who in my head?
Maybe at sundown when the mountains are on your side
But baby it's alright when it's alright, guess it's alright
Baby it's alright when you're outside and it's alright
Free my wind and gas the sheets
Lay there to rest, beneath
Free my wind and gas the sheets
Lay there to rest, beneath
Baby it's alright when you're outside and it's alright
Can you not find baby birds who in my head?
Maybe at sundown when the mountains are on your side
But baby it's alright when it's alright, guess it's alright
Free my wind
