She’s got it all figured out She knows what everything’s about And when anybody doubts her, Or sings songs without her She’s just so mmm She knows the world is just her stage And so she’ll never misbehave She gives thanks for what they gave her Man, they practically made her Into a mmm She’s […]
Tag Archives: Lyrics by Jack Johnson
Posters
Looking at himself but wishing he was someone else Because the posters on the wall they don’t look like him at all So he ties it up, he tucks it in, he pulls it back, and gives a grin Laughing at himself because he knows he ain’t loved at all He gets his courage from […]
Bubble Toes
It’s as simple as something that nobody knows that her eyes are as big as her bubbly toes on the feet of a queen of the hearts of the cards and her feet are all covered with tar balls and scars It’s as common as something that nobody knows that her beauty will follow wherever […]
F-Stop Blues
Hermit crabs and cowry shells Crush beneath his feet as he comes towards you He’s waving at you Lift him up to see what you can see He begins his focusing He’s aiming at you And now he has cutaways from memories And close-ups of anything that He has seen or even dreamed And now […]
Middle Man
Well he’s not necessarily trying to say that he minds it But someone plays evil tricks on that kid Well he’s not necessarily trying to say god can’t be trusted But someone plays evil tricks on that kid And certain situations scream for deviations But somehow he always gets stuck in the middle Of this […]
It's All Understood
Everyone laughed at her joke As if they’d never even heard it before And maybe they were truly amused But every word that she spoke was a bore And maybe it’s because they had seen The previews on the TV screen Well this part is good and that’s well understood So you should laugh if […]
Mudfootball
Saturday morning and it’s time to go One day these could be the days but who could have known Loading in the back of a pickup truck Riding with the boys and pushing the luck Singing songs loud on the way to the game Wishing all the things could still be the same Chinese homeruns […]
Losing Hope
I got a faulty parachute I got a stranger’s friend An exciting change in My butchers blend A symbol on the ceiling With the flick of a switch My new found hero In the enemy’s ditching Well somebody’s something was left in the room And man, now that its gone well of course we assume […]