歌词

Hey baby This is not a challenge Just means that I love you As much as I always said I did I was wrong I have been laughable wrong Sandpaper, paper mâché, chalk, and hung out wet Oh, the city and your skin Now, now, now, now, now, now, now But I didn't have to be afraid I didn't have to feel so stupid I can see myself, I can feel That Just the slightest bit of finesse Might have made a little less mess But it was what it was Let's all get on with it, now! Discoverer! Discoverer! Discoverer! Discoverer! Laughing! Lah! Discoverer! Floating across Houston This is where I am I see the city rise up tall The opportunities and possibilities Oh, I have never felt so called Remember the vodka expresso night of discovery? Remember that? Laughing! Discovery! Oh how I look back and reflect How I felt it, how it set I don't have to feel so wrong Now I wake up dreaming saffron, turmeric and brass Just the slightest bit of finesse Might have made a little less mess But it was what it was Let's all get on with it, now! Just the slightest bit of finesse That might have made a little less mess But it was what it was Let's all get on with it, now! Discoverer! Discoverer! Discoverer! Discoverer! Discoverer!
Writer(s): Peter Lawrence Buck, Michael Stipe, Michael E. Mills Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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