We sit with the fools and the sinners
The jokers and the killers
It's just our way
Toss a rock, and you break a window
And toss a feather up
And watch the wind blow it away
And you can float on the wind for so long
Someday, honey, you've got to come back down
And when you do, I'll be hangin' around
It smells like smoke in here
And the piano doesn't play
It never did
And there's this feeling I get
When you're in the room
I want you to stay
And you can float on the wind for so long
Someday, honey, you've got to come back down
And when you do, I'll be hangin' around
And you can float on the wind for so long
Someday, honey, you've got to come back down
And when you do, I'll be hangin' around
Be good to your mothers
Oh, they did the best they could
And bleed for your brothers
'Cause Lord knows that they would
(Ooh) and be good to your mothers
(Ooh) oh, they did the best they could
(Ooh) and you better bleed for your brothers
(Ooh) 'cause Lord knows that they would
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh
