Postcard

Postcard - Widespread Panic

Written by：Widespread Panic

Well I've been sittin' here thinkin' about you

'Bout what it is that you you want from me

You know it seems that I still don't know you well

Know many faces I have seen

Still I try to make you happy

Still I try to make you sing

Now if you're wonderin' what I think of it all

Just read the back of this postcard

Well the air here breathing's great

Well we're having ourselves a good time

Oh this town is nuts my kind of place

I don't want to leave

I don't ever I don't ever want to leave

Oh never never

I don't ever want to leave

Oh no

I see you in a

Thousand costumes

Strike many a silent pose

I heard you tell a thousand stories

Everyone in a different voice

Still I try to make you happy

Still I try to make you sing

Now if you're wonderin' what I think of it all

Just read the back of this postcard

The air here breathing's great

Lord we've cooked ourselves

Now were cookin' up an a** kickin' time

Didn't we

This town is nuts my kind of place

I don't want to leave

I don't never never never never want to leave

I never never never never want to leave

Never never

I'm taking my car

I never want to leave

I'm taking my car

We all can be happy