Pulling Weeds Songtext
von Paulusma

Sunday morning, 5 AM
Did I catch you off your guard
Don′t you know I see right through you
And I'm not even trying hard

Chances are you′ll never make it
Out of here alive
You might as well enjoy the music
Might as well

Forget about all the bullshit in the next magazine
And all other crap on our awesome machines
Take the weight off your shoulders
It's all that you need

Heya singer-song-a-writer
How's life been treating you
You still drowning in self-pity
You still howling at the moon


Why not sing a song of laughter
Without being too uptight
You may as well just scream your heart out
Might as well

Forget about all the bullshit in the next magazine
Why burden the soul with so many strains
Forget about all the crap they want you to believe
Sustaining the garden is just pulling weeds
It′s a weight off your shoulders
It′s all that you need

Sunday morning, 5 AM
Did I catch you off your guard
Don't you know I see right through you
And I′m not even trying hard

I'm not even trying hard

O you know
Forget about all the bullshit in the next magazine
And all other crap on our awesome machines
About all the bullshit in next magazine
Sustaining the garden is just pulling weeds
It′s a weight off your shoulders
It's all that you need