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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
The 501s
The 501s
Songwriter

Lyrics

When you wake up inside of an old brown jug
And your mind's climbing out of the holes that you've dug
Say a prayer to Saint Christopher, I think that's the one
Sail away, sail away, sail on
Heavy as stone, as you bob on the waves
Fighting for breath as you're carried away
Through a prism shines light in divine purple rays
Feel the change, feel the change, come anon
It starts in your gut and travels within
Down to your fingertips, needles and pins
As lying for sport was never a sin
Testify, testify, you're the one
Somebody asks you to go on ahead
On the path that you're already on
Head in the sand with your feet in the clouds
Waiting 'til nothing goes wrong
When you wake up inside of an old brown jug
Mind's climbing out of the holes that you've dug
Say a prayer to Saint Christopher, I think that's the one
Sail away, sail away, sail on
Written by: The 501s
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