What Does the World Expect from Me

What does the world expect from me

I’m just a product of my raisin

I know no other way to be

What does the world expect from me

So I’m headed to Austin, maybe down to New Orleans

Any where to get lost in, Boston, Charleston, it don’t matter to me

All I needs a guitar and bar and stage, and I’ll sing for my drinks

Just stay long enough, to find something to love, then pack up and leave

What does the world expect from me

I’m just a product of my raisin

I know no other way to be

It’s second nature, misbehavin

I burned a bridge down every road

Forging my dead end destiny

With such a hard luck, heavy load

What does the world expect from me

La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la

So I’m headed to Austin, maybe down to New Orleans

Any where to get lost in, Boston, Charleston, it don’t matter to me

All I needs a guitar and bar and stage, and I’ll sing for my drinks

Just stay long enough, to find something to love, then pack up and leave

What does the world expect from me

I’m just a product of my raisin

I know no other way to be

It’s second nature, misbehavin

I burned a bridge down every road

Forging my dead end destiny

With such a hard luck, heavy load

What does the world expect from me

I know no other way to be

What does the world expect from me