Paper Scratcher

Paper Scratcher - Blind Melon

Shuffle can to can

Nobody really gives a damn

For every living day

I give myself a hand

Now I'm scroungy as can be

I got all you normals

Looking at me

I'll scratch a hole

In my life

So everyone can see

My mind is a mind that

I have come to know

And my eyes can't conceive a world

That can not grow

And Fridays are always fresh days

Screaming at the sun

Don't really

Know what he has done

He don't believe in God

And a world as one

So he rambles through the weeds

And he will sleep beneath the trees

My mind is a mind that

I have come to know

And my eyes can't conceive a world

That can not grow

On the day I die

Thank God my Soul will be released

I've seen all your eyes

And I've seen all your faces

Can you tell me honestly

That you wanna be free

Then look in my eyes

I've been lots of places

Can you tell me honestly

That you'd want to be me

Honestly