Låttexter: Jon Swift. Bobbing Like Bottles.
I look around to see what's new
Besides Venus and the morning dew,
But nothing has changed
Everything is just a little bit colder.
The trees haven't grown
And the sky is still blue
And the kids are still whining
They want something to do.
And through all that
I seem to have grown a little bit older.
'Cause it aint no use
Nobody knows what to do
We're just bobbing like bottles
On the open ocean blue.
I don't keep track of the date
I just sit around all day and wait
I guess I think I'm gonna realize something
Real soon.
But as the sun is sinking down low
The only thing that I know
Is that I'm the same old idiot
That I was at noon.
'Cause it aint no use
Nobody knows what to do
We're just bobbing like bottles
On the open ocean blue.
I'm living in a mess
But I couldn't care less
'Cause if I clean today
It'll be a mess again
Tomorrow.
The world is shrinking and we're inside it
And there aint no way we can fight it.
So I just sit over here and
Wallow in my sorrow.
'Cause it aint no use
Nobody knows what to do
We're just bobbing like bottles
On the open ocean blue.
Besides Venus and the morning dew,
But nothing has changed
Everything is just a little bit colder.
The trees haven't grown
And the sky is still blue
And the kids are still whining
They want something to do.
And through all that
I seem to have grown a little bit older.
'Cause it aint no use
Nobody knows what to do
We're just bobbing like bottles
On the open ocean blue.
I don't keep track of the date
I just sit around all day and wait
I guess I think I'm gonna realize something
Real soon.
But as the sun is sinking down low
The only thing that I know
Is that I'm the same old idiot
That I was at noon.
'Cause it aint no use
Nobody knows what to do
We're just bobbing like bottles
On the open ocean blue.
I'm living in a mess
But I couldn't care less
'Cause if I clean today
It'll be a mess again
Tomorrow.
The world is shrinking and we're inside it
And there aint no way we can fight it.
So I just sit over here and
Wallow in my sorrow.
'Cause it aint no use
Nobody knows what to do
We're just bobbing like bottles
On the open ocean blue.
Jon Swift
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