There Are Things To Be Doing Songtext
von Ryan Sambol

What martyr was worth it?
And then I thought, ′Bums lose a lot'
I should know because I′m one, but losers never win

Eyes full of crime, a criminal sight
Have more sense then your own five


I was holding a plank
On soft carpet in the apartment of a friend
Who finds all our troubles funny

If something feels wrong, then it probably is
But don't confuse excitement with sin
There are things to be doing