Song | Ray |
Artist | The Ataris |
Album | Anywhere But Here |
Sometimes I sit and think about yesterday | |
Of all the simple words that I didn't even say | |
I just sit back and wonder why... | |
Everything is just bought and sold | |
And why everyone listens to what they're told | |
No matter what you do you'll never get ahead | |
And to everyone else you're just better off dead | |
Sometimes I sit and watch you on T.V. | |
And I just think about how cruel it would be | |
To call your family at a quarter 'til four | |
Ray doesn't live here anymore | |
Survey says |