Oily Bastard - How Is This All Real
How is this all realHow did this even happen Why do I feel
So overcome with gratefulness It's ideal
Who knew the world could be so great I
Cast all of my cynicisms away
It's so hard to spend my days so pissed off
Can't sit at home being mad every day
All the rage on the stage bombed so hard it was hissed off!
How is this all real
The mountains and the skies just fueling my zeal
The planets and the stars make my blood congeal
Who knew that life could be so awesome
Cast all of my cynicisms away
It's so hard to spend my days so pissed off
Can't sit at home being mad every day
All the rage on the stage bombed so hard it was hissed off!
I've got wind in my sails
I know there will be some times when the wind fails
but you can't knock me down cause I'm on the rails
And every day there's more wind coming
Cast all of my cynicisms away
It's so hard to spend my days so pissed off
Can't sit at home being mad every day
All the rage on the stage bombed so hard it was hissed off!
I only have so many snowy nights left
I can't allow myself to go bereft
I only have some sunny days remaining
There's just no sense in wasting them complaining
Oh
Written by:
Henry Adams
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