This time, please someone come and rescue me 'Cause you on my mind, it's got me losing it It's not healthy for me to feel this S.O.S., please someone help me Y.O.U. are making this hard I'm lost, you got me lookin' for the rest of me Love is testing me,

Comes with some holes and dents Where I got tired of his shit Call if your interested, trailer for rent I left the beans on I put my jeans on And drove down to the Jonesville News and Times I said to the man I need to place an ad How much will it be for

Sometimes it feels like this world is spinning faster Than it did in the old days So naturally, we have more natural disasters From the strain of a fast pace Sunday was a day of rest Now, it's one more day for progress

(Never want to See you around) The only solution Watch them all fall down The armed response Of an entire nation We've taken all your shit Now it's time for restitution

Oh, I'll be fine If my waistline grows, I'll be fine There's one thing I should be killing off and giving up now If one gray hair shows, I'll be fine Even if time takes its toll We'll stay young for the rest of our lives Sitting with you in a dark room

And be happy for the rest of your life Make a little more love Make a little less money Off a little less honey Can’t have it made there in the shade When you’re workin’ all the time Make a little more love, more love Be happy for the rest of your life

And the desert that´s dry In a country town Where the map was found When the wagons leave the city For the forest and further on Painted wagon of the morning Dusty roads where they've gone Sometimes travelin´ through the darkness At the summer comin´

Sometimes it feels like this world is spinning faster Than it did in the old days So naturally, we have more natural disasters From the strain of a fast pace Sunday was a day of rest Now, it's one more day for progress

Sometimes it feels like this world is spinning faster Than it did in the old days So naturally, we have more natural disasters From the strain of a fast pace Sunday was a day of rest Now, it's one more day for progress

Sometimes it feels like this world is spinning faster Than it did in the old days So naturally, we have more natural disasters From the strain of a fast pace Sunday was a day of rest Now, it's one more day for progress