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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Charles Ellsworth
Charles Ellsworth
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charles Ellsworth
Charles Ellsworth
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Blake Jordan Tallent
Blake Jordan Tallent
Producer

Lyrics

Tall glass of water with a couple screws loose
Boy I was a looker in the prime of my youth.
Left my glory days behind when I left that town
Before working for a living started wearing me down.
Now my knees kinda rattle when it's smelling like rain
And I wonder if i'll ever make it home again.
Took a wrong turn down the Avenue
Of the Ancient Giants trying to catch a view.
As they drew near I heard a beat of a drum
An Ocean of voices singing fee fai foe fum.
Another tourist screaming where'd you learn how to drive,
But I'm distracted by the wonder of just being alive.
Ain't it great?
ain't it strange?
Yeah it's a wonderful and wild damn struggle
To just be.
Sometimes you're down on your luck,
Sometimes you're happy as fuck.
Sometimes you just sit there wondering
When tomorrow's gonna come.
Time keeps moving like I don't know what
The older I get the more it speeds up.
All the plans that I made when I was twenty one
Seem ridiculous, naive, or downright dumb.
When you're thirty-five you just wake up and go to work,
Then you drink to fall asleep and hope tomorrow don't hurt.
The weekends fly by like a morning dove,
2 weeks of vacation ain't hardly enough.
A bunch of assholes grandpas went made up the rules,
Now they overfilled the prisons and you can't afford the schools.
If I had a choice I'd play guitar all day,
And I'd throw my boss into the Frisco bay.
It ain't great,
And it's strange.
It's a wonderful and wild damn struggle
To just be.
Sometimes you're down on your luck,
Sometimes you're happy as fuck.
Sometimes you just sit there wondering
When tomorrow's gonna come.
Na-Na-Now I'm broke out in Topanga with holes in my shoes,
Sleeping 'neath the willows and drinking the dew.
In the morning near the glories that grow on the graves,
Going down to the ocean to ignore the waves.
I ain't a jackpot honey, i'm a pretty good time,
And If you wanna boogie you'd better get in line
It ain't great,
But it's strange.
Yeah it's a wonderful and wild damn struggle
To just be.
Sometimes you're down on your luck,
Sometimes you're happy as fuck.
Sometimes you just sit there wondering
When tomorrow's gonna come.
Sometimes you're just sitting there wondering when tomorrow's gonna come.
Written by: Charles Bradley Ellsworth
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