It's a proven story It's a spoken word and it's a pretty girl that drives me mad, well, they come and go they stay the same you may not see them past, but the things that they can teach you son I hope to God they'll ever last. There's a man with a switchblade knife in the street and there's a man sowing seeds in the hot summer heat they don't even know your name they're always there it's all the same.
Its a proven story its a spoken word and its a pretty girl that drives you mad. In the city place and the market place they'll always rip you off. Take a walk to the country side you might find what you've always sought. I may not know about a goddamn thing about you or anybody else. I'm not afraid of getting away with making judgements about yourself.
Its a proven story its a spoken word and its this life we're living thats so absurd. I like to walk on vacant streets to clear my mind of everything thats crass. I like the wind, I like the rain I like to kick my own ass. It's a proven story its a spoken word. And its this life we're living thats so absurd.