My Friend Marcus Songtext
von Manchester Orchestra

My friend Marcus, he sleeps in my basement
His father touched more than spirit
Now he can hardly sleep, sleep

I don′t give a good shit if your lonesome
I think that you should go home, son
Find your father and your meaning

Now I can see
You mean everything to nothing
Now I believe
You mean everything, woo!


Now I can see
You mean everything to nothing
Now I believe
You mean everything

My friend Marcus, he works on a train set
And I still can't move on my broke track
He′s helping me find my meaning

Now I can see
You mean everything to nothing
Now I believe
You mean everything

It's funny how many don't know
How many of us don′t have homes