Types of Apes - Trying To Live

A French journalist from New York
Starry eyed starry eyed
A tunnel beggar with accordion jive
Getting by getting by
Drink slinging karaoke kings behind closed doors
They laugh until they cry
Just one more and you'll be happy by then I'm sure
A-too-ra-loo-ra-li

You'd rather keep on holding onto hope
Than face the truth
You live inside a notion that the world was made just for you
Waiting for a mass awakening before you punch in
Someone's always getting in your way

Fingers callused counting calories
Now blow your own horn
There's really no rush but there always seems to be one
In a young mans game
Steady as she goes straying from the paths a breeze
So Now that you know
The least you can say is you can't say you haven't tried
A-too-ra-loo-ra-li

We don't know where I am
Or what I'm doing here
But madness never dies
And keeps things making sense

You'd rather keep on holding onto hope
Than face the truth
You live inside a notion that the world was made just for you
Waiting for a mass awakening before you punch in
Someone's always getting in your way

I'm trying to live
I'm trying to live
Too-ra-loo-ra-li-loo-ra-lum-loo-ra-loo
The world wasn't made just for you
I'm trying to live
I'm trying to live
Too-ra-loo-ra-li-loo-ra-lum-loo-ra-lee
Let's face the truth together you and me

Written by:
John Emslie

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