Testo Sort Yourself Out - Cosmo Jarvis

Testo della canzone Sort Yourself Out (Cosmo Jarvis), tratta dall'album Humasyouhitch/Sonofabitch

I'm getting too old for this young man's game
As soon as I settle, people change
Sort yourself out, please
Sort yourself out, please
So you come home and look around your room
At your Superman comic collection
"Why can't I fly?" you say
And you think about where all of this is going
Why couldn't you be a hero?
Well, being a hero's easy in a way
And you're angry that you only got two words
That you ever type into Google
"Free porn" and that's it, nothing else
And you're so sick of pathetically quitting smoking
'Cause you're scared it'll dent your lifespan
Quicksand, that's all smoking is
But you can't help yourself
And you're broke too 'cause you always waste your money
Like on that stupid mandolin
Still sitting in the corner opposite me
So you lay down on your bed and try to sleep
But you can't even do that
'Cause you got some obsessive-compulsive thing
Where you pray for your family
And you're running out of friends to lose
There's something wrong with you, boy
You make them leave, you're harsh
So give up and give in to being human
Like you gave in to smoking
How you'd love that Roley in your mouth at last
I'm getting too old for this young man's game
As soon as I settle, people change
Sort yourself out, please
Sort yourself out, please
Sort yourself out, please
Sort yourself out, please
And you sit there with cups of piss in your bedroom
'Cause you figure you'll be gone soon
So you don't use the toilet anymore
And your mother, she's having a nervous breakdown
And the fault is all just yours, you call her names
Until she sleeps, goodnight, Mum, you're a whore
And you're dreaming of marrying Jessica Wotsaface
Well, maybe you will and maybe you won't
But you've gotta deal with now, right now
And your brother, yeah, I can tell he hates you
'Cause even on his birthday
You somehow manage to cause a row
And you treat the people that you meet
Just like you treat guitars
You use and be nice to and then forget them like Ari
And you're so mad that when you leave the door
You turn into this other guy
But without him, you're useless as can be
(Sort yourself out, please)
I'm getting too old for this young man's game
As soon as I settle, people change
Sort yourself out, please
Sort yourself out, please
Sort yourself out, please
Sort yourself out, please
Sort yourself out, please
This is God
I'm stuck in a barrel
I've been in here for a hundred and fourteen years
Help me



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Writer(s): Cosmo Jarvis
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