Iffy Jackpot Songtext
von The Mother Hips
Iffy Jackpot Songtext
I used to try to get along with
Everybody that I knew
But now it seems like something′s wrong
With simply disagreeing with you
It's hard to understand what′s up with anything valuable I find
And so I'm definitely done with trying to change anyone's mind
Back east, out west, uptight, downcast
Everyone′s a little on edge
Hey, put your socks on, hard times are almost gone
We gotta get along
If there′s some things we can agree on
I'd love to know just what they are
If there′s some common ground to walk on I hope it's not very far
Back east, out west, uptight, downcast
Everyone′s a little on edge
Hey, put your socks on, hard times are almost gone
We gotta get along
So should you find an iffy jackpot
Be very careful what you do
'Cause there′s a decent chance you might not value it as much as I do
Back east, out west, uptight, downcast
Everyone's a little on edge
Hey, put your socks on, hard times are almost gone
We gotta get along
Back east, out west, uptight, downcast
Everyone's a little on edge
Hey, put your socks on, hard times are almost gone
We gotta get along
Everybody that I knew
But now it seems like something′s wrong
With simply disagreeing with you
It's hard to understand what′s up with anything valuable I find
And so I'm definitely done with trying to change anyone's mind
Back east, out west, uptight, downcast
Everyone′s a little on edge
Hey, put your socks on, hard times are almost gone
We gotta get along
If there′s some things we can agree on
I'd love to know just what they are
If there′s some common ground to walk on I hope it's not very far
Back east, out west, uptight, downcast
Everyone′s a little on edge
Hey, put your socks on, hard times are almost gone
We gotta get along
So should you find an iffy jackpot
Be very careful what you do
'Cause there′s a decent chance you might not value it as much as I do
Back east, out west, uptight, downcast
Everyone's a little on edge
Hey, put your socks on, hard times are almost gone
We gotta get along
Back east, out west, uptight, downcast
Everyone's a little on edge
Hey, put your socks on, hard times are almost gone
We gotta get along
Writer(s): Greg Loaicono, Tim Bluhm Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com