Don't Need
Lyrics
Sitting on a park bench on the D Low Feeling like Clark Kent's alter-ego Throwing out bread smigeons To the eager-to-fed pigeons I could loaf around, laugh all day But unless I got another loaf around, they fly away I wish I could fly too I'd fly to a lake and sit in somebody's canoe I wouldn't care if it were strapped with the oar Cause I wouldn't be in no rush to make it back to the shore I'm not an athletic specimen But I can float with the best of them People tend to act real pushy But you can't put a strain on my brain, it's too mushy I just recline in the sun Stumble through life until my time is done cause I Don't need No better place to go You can catch me on a playground swing Back and forth smilin' doing my thing Passers-by often color me dumb But I dont' care man, I'm comfortably numb They lookin at me real strangely But their perceptions don't change me I bet if I jumped at the right trajectory I'd fly right over them and land in a special seat On the crest of the moon with a fishing pole Cast into earth in some distant hole Pull up a catfish I wouldn't gut it I would play with it, and love it I'm sorry for the hole that spanned your lip A small price for that old companionship Loneliness is a mountain, a massive climb I'm on the other side, happy, just passing time Don't need No better place to go (Don't need it, no I don't need it) Don't need No better place to go Don't need No better place to go Don't need No better place to go ♪ Mic check man check it out Damn fire burn is in the building I can't read this bullshit man What's that even mean? Of course I'm in the fucking building You think I'm talking to you outside Through a fucking walkie-talkie right now? Of course I'm in the building I can't read this bullshit man Anyway, the last song was terrible This next song is gonna be horrible Need to get to my fucking song Show you how a real man make music, uh
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 03:33
- Key
- 1
- Tempo
- 93 BPM