Artist: Queens Of The Stone Age
Album: Queens Of The Stone Age
Cozied up to the toilet, face stuck to the floor
I met expectations that I was trying to ignore
Jobe had such patience I wonder, what's that like
A hundred thousand million, that's what you like
So I was thinkin'
So these cities are sprouting like a spit in the eye
And this world isn't waiting, it's just passing me by
I just peak in the window lookin' inside
The butchers got a fork in your face but I'm standing alive
And I was singin'
Writer(s): Josh Homme
Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Ltd.
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|2||Give The Mule What He Wants|
|3||How To Handle A Rope|
|5||I Was A Teenage Hand Model|
|8||Walkin' On The Sidewalks|
|9||You Can't Quit Me Baby|
|10||You Would Know|
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|2.||Give The Mule What He Wants|
|3.||How To Handle A Rope|
|5.||I Was A Teenage Hand Model|
|8.||Walkin' On The Sidewalks|
|9.||You Can't Quit Me Baby|
|10.||You Would Know|
|2||I Appear Missing|
|6||My God is the Sun|
|1||Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros|
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