Okay so when your pally is a doorstep

 Step over him and coat

 When your mommy is a french press

 In a cafe called no hope

 Your belly aches

 On benches where buses never go

 Now tally up the misprints

 And tell them told you so

 

 And Tell them told you so

 And Tell them told you so

 And Tell them told you so

 

 This is not how it's supposed to go

 This is not how it's supposed to go

 This is not how it's supposed to go

 This is not how it's supposed to go

 This is not how it's supposed to

 

 It's alright, It's alright

 It's alright, It's alright 

 It's alright, It's alright

 It's alright, It's alright

 

 Uh uh umm

 So let me clear my throat

 When you look at me like fool

 Shit some fucking kind of joke

 A crooked man's in motion

 So straighten up your tone

 Weekends you take the kids

 

 See and not another stroke

 Tends to make the ends fit 

 Right in between your spokes

 

 Right in between your spokes

 Right in between your spokes

 Right in between your spokes

 

 It's alright, It's alright

 It's alright, It's alright 

 It's alright, It's alright

 It's alright, It's alright

 

 Some kind of fucking joke

 So let me clear my throat

 

 This not how it's supposed to go

 This not how it's supposed to go

 This not how it's supposed to go

 This not how it's supposed to