Good News

Here inside my room, ain't shit to do

But spend some time and make my tunes

And if you care to hear it, you

Are more than free to get to cutting it loose

It turns out that there ain't no use

In being cold and burnt out

Truly, I would tell you the good news

So sit back down and tap your shoes

Now you got the cold room blues

I may not know that much

But oh, I do know one thing's true, so

Hallelujah, gotta tell it to ya

All my friends are cool and I'm such a fuckin' loser

Oh my god, don't you dare applaud

For the kid brother fraud, no, you know that it's all I got

Hope, wash free the filth and misery

Please settle down and let me speak

To planet Earth, she's floating free

Among the stars, why can't you see?

My problems come from someplace deep

Inside my head, I'm fearfully

Controlled, it's universally

Inside us all, now tap your feet

Now you got the cold room blues

I may not know that much

But oh, I do know one thing's true, so

Hallelujah, gotta tell it to ya

All my friends are cool and I'm such a fuckin' loser

Oh my god, don't you dare applaud

For the kid brother fraud, no, you know that it's all I got

Hallelujah, gotta tell it to ya

All my friends are cool and I'm such a fuckin' loser

Oh my god, don't you dare applaud

For the kid brother fraud, no, you know that it's all I got