Clark说,她写的歌是给那些自己不会写歌、但如果要写一首歌给自己就应该是这个样子的普通人。
She hates her
job, loves her kids
Bored with her
husband,
Tired of the
same old list of things to do.
So when the
“to-dos” have all been done,
She sits down
at the kitchen table,
Rolls herself a
fat one.
Smoke so sweet,
fills the air,
She maybe
oughta to crack a window
All she can do
is stare at the paint
That’s been
a’peeling off the walls
A couple of
tokes and her troubles don’t seem all that tall
You know life
will let you down,
Love will leave you lonely.
Sometimes the
only way to get by, is to get high
She laughs out
loud, at who she used to be.
The girl who’d
look down on the woman smoking weed in her kitchen.
Sometimes she
misses them younger days.
Seeing the
world thru rose colored glasses,
Instead of this
purple haze.
But you know
life will let you down,
Love will leave you lonely.
Sometimes the
only way to get by, is to get high
So she tucks
her kids in at night
Kisses her
husband turns off the lights and talks to God
Says “Lord help
me accept the what I can’t change”
But until I
learn to do that,
Thanks for the Mary Jane.
But you know
life will let you down
Love’s gonna
leave you lonely
Sometimes the
only to get by, is to get high
Yeah, sometimes
the only way to get by, is to get high.
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