give them what they want

when they want

when they know what they want

i'm sick of thinking for myself so i'll play along

stick me in a room full of books, suits, and record deals

be sure to make some coffee with your cream and ask me how

i feel

it's been a long, lonely wait

oh, we can hardly wait to hear the tunes you have made

i'll bet they're really great

there's something to the way you find time to create

the second album is late

where is it anyway?

here i am

believe the sound you breathe

i'm in up to my knees

disregard everything because now i'm over my sophomore jinx

you're crowding my dollar signs (make everyone sing)

your little songs i'll call mine (my sophomore jinx)

get to the back of the line (love turns to hate)

when i stand a million to one (to one)

x amount of dollars for my head

should i say "commodity"

help me get madonna off my bed

she's just to drunk to sing

management's explaining, entertaining to the industry

they've heard the same spiel a million times

maybe two or three

the illusion is sealed

the band's all wrapped in chains

wish their vibe was still real

now it all sounds the same

and all the grooves that they steal

all the blues down on beale

prolific wisdom english poets often write

here i am

believe the sound you breed

i'm in up to my knees

disregard everything because now i'm over my sophomore jinx

you're crowding my dollar signs (make everyone sing)

your little words, they don't rhyme (my sophomore jinx)

you've wasted all my precious time (love turns to hate)

when i stand a million to one

long, lonely wait

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