Testo di Piano Hands

I know it ain't forever, don't you get me wrong Hiding in my basement, got The Jetsons on If it was another day, I'd sing along I'd go back to chasing, once the evening comes Silent feelings, babe, it's just a lesser evil Time has got a wicked way of getting even All the things that eat me up, they spit me out whole I've been doing all of my bits I've been taking care of my shit I've been doing my taxes (My taxes, taxes) I've been going out of my way I've been getting five a day I've been sorting my plastics (My plastics, plastics) I've been landing somersaults on my lawn Beach is gaining numbers, summer's staying strong Oh, it's just a matter of keeping on I'll be back to basics, once the feeling's gone Silent feelings, babe, it's just a lesser evil Time has got a wicked way of getting even All the things that eat me up, they spit me out whole I've been doing all of my bits I've been taking care of my shit I've been doing my taxes (My taxes, taxes) I've been going out of my way I've been getting five a day I've been sorting my plastics (My plastics, plastics) (I've been awake for the weekend, I've been away for a moment) (I've been awake for the weekend, I've been away for a moment) (I've been awake for the weekend, I've been away for a moment) (I've been awake for the weekend, I've been away for a moment)