Sitting alone here in my grown-up mess, I wish I'd known better The weight of the world is bearing down on me like Biblical weather It feels like my destiny to always be a chronic forgetter That sometimes you just have to
Clean up, clean up, clean up, clean up Clean up, clean up, clean up, clean up your stuff If nobody else has to Clean up, clean up, clean up your stuff Your lovely head might just be clear enough For getting some work done Or even having yourself some fun
I tried eternity and a couple of other drugs Such a romantic place to hide from taking my lumps I still get overwhelmed and think about giving up 'Til I remember the gospel of
Clean up, clean up, clean up, clean up Clean up, clean up, clean up, clean up your stuff If nobody else has to Clean up, clean up, clean up your stuff Your lovely head might just be clear enough For getting some work done Or even having yourself some fun
Clean up and we all might get there together If nobody else has to Clean up then we all might get there together If nobody else has to Clean up Our stuff For usTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
