Song | You never know |
Artist | Santa Cruz |
Album | micrOrgan |
Sitting in a car or lying on a roof, | |
standing by the fire or pissing on the roots, | |
walking on the dam, proudly, at noon, | |
looking at the road signs or singing an old tune. | |
People spend their time staring at the sky, | |
you never know why. | |
Every passing hour of every passing day, | |
from the bottom to the top, from the thief | |
to the cop, | |
whatever comes a day, no matter what you say, | |
this is just that simple, there’s nothing | |
you can change. | |
People spend their time staring at the sky, | |
you never know why |
Sitting in a car or lying on a roof, | |
standing by the fire or pissing on the roots, | |
walking on the dam, proudly, at noon, | |
looking at the road signs or singing an old tune. | |
People spend their time staring at the sky, | |
you never know why. | |
Every passing hour of every passing day, | |
from the bottom to the top, from the thief | |
to the cop, | |
whatever comes a day, no matter what you say, | |
this is just that simple, there' s nothing | |
you can change. | |
People spend their time staring at the sky, | |
you never know why |