Everybody is made of clay That's what they used to say Til the truth stepped on us all Now everything that was big is small We're just little crying robots Program me I wanna win the race I wanna find the place Where the king locked up the princess Jump the fence and drink a little bit of
Red wine, mistakes, apologies And it's all just Red wine, headaches, mythology (repeat)
Now who is the king of the sky Jupiter says oh me oh my oh why Is the game always changing I've been through some strangeness What's the matter is the feast not fat enough Up the ladder with your feet Reaching with your hands
You can feel it and dream it I know you want to believe it Just steal it Take a piece of the sun And drink some
Red wine, mistakes, apologies And it's all just Red wine, headaches, mythology (repeat)
Now everybody's in the play At least that's what the script told me to say I'd say: shadows cut across the heros face He falls from grace Until a little bird sang: The truth is never ending We're just here pretending Let's all laugh so that we don't cry Let's all lift our glasses up to the sky For some
Red wine, mistakes, apologies And it's all just Red wine, headaches, mythology (repeat)
Compositores: Jack Hody Johnson (Jack Johnson), Merlo Podlewski (Merlo), Adam Topol, Zachary Dylan Gill ECAD: Obra #7757814 Fonograma #1972158