Surface To Air Missive I Call Me Us
One look at that starry night
Those shiny things
Won't be concerned with our problems
Never good, (?) know why
One walk down that busy street
Not a smile
Not a sympathetic soul in sight, no
Nobody cares about being alive
Nobody cares about being alive
Nobody cares about being alive
Who are we with tonight?
I see a “she”
Is she happy he's happy, no
Oh, who are we with tonight?
I sure hope that
My first person plural won't confuse you
Oh, well I call me “us”
I call me “us”
I call me “us”
I call me “us”
I call me “us”
I call me “us”
I call me “us”
I sure hope that
My first person plural won't confuse you
Oh, well I call me “us”
I call me “us”
I call me “us”
I call me “us”
I call me “us”
I call me “us”
I call me “us”
I call me “us”
