he made a call to the president

subtle and sweet, but the animals cry

for all your phones and freeways

loaded homes insured and safe



ive got nothing to sell to you

if a man is what you need

ive got nothing to sell to you

i am still that little boy



And heres the thought as you hold underwater

The minute real life apparently cant sit still

And youre so scared that its not what you wanted

The pattern pulls another low



They say the fires out, washed up by the stream



I've got nothing to sell to you

If a man is what you need

I've got nothing to sell to you

I am still that little boy



Let the power run out

Let the houses burn



I've got nothing to sell to you

If a man is what you need

I've got nothing to sell to you

I am still that little boy



Juh.bloom