It All Comes Out In the Wash

(Mmm

Mmm, hmm-hmm, mmm

Mmm, hmm-hmm)

Miracle man, such pitiful hands

Undermining my plans and truths

Don't need a television

Tellin' me what should be done

Neither should you

Hey, I guess all I want from life

Is a car that I can drive

Home from work, late at night

From my nine-to-five

And if I don't survive

I guess all I want from life

Is to know that I tried, before I died

Setting the scene, ripped from a magazine

From the day before - such pointless info!

Over, and over, and over again

You're fumbling to make amends

Just let it go

Now, it's in the way that you shake your head at me

Now, it's in the way that you make your bed for me

All I want from life

Is a car that I can drive

Home from work, late at night

From my nine-to-five

Now, if I don't survive

I guess all I want from life

Is to know that I tried, before I died

(Mmm

Mmm, hmm-hmm, mmm

Mmm, hmm-hmm, mmm

Mmm, hmm-hmm, mmm

Mmm, hmm-hmm...)