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Song:Hey, Hey, Hey
Album:Drive You Home AgainGenres:Blues
Year:1999 Length:244 sec

Lyrics:

I am not a prophet
I wouldn't be one if you paid me
But it doesn't take a lot to see
Just where you're headed lately
Pretty soon you're gonna ask me
How come the life you lead
Doesn't make you very happy
Or satisfy your needs
And you talk about your needs as though
You know just what they are
Well, in fact, to really know them
Is like traveling to a star
It takes so long you die along the way
So I say, 'Hey, hey, hey-hey, hey-hey'
Hey, hey, hey
Yeah, I say, 'Hey, hey, hey-hey-hey'

Come on, sit down
And let's talk about illusion
How everything is made of it
No wonder life's confusin'
All this stuff that we take for granted
So solid to the touch
Is just a concrete indication
That we love ourselves too much
'But if we don't love ourselves,' you say
'Who will and whatever for?'
And I say, 'That's a better question
Than the one you asked before'
But the answer is still just as far away
So I say, 'Hey, hey, hey-hey, hey-hey'
Hey hey hey-hey-hey

Let go of all of this
Forget about your reason
You can leave it all behind you
You can start another season
'Cause all these silly little fictions
Are gonna take you by surprise
As you see them in the daylight
And you finally realize
That you told them to yourself
Nobody else was listening
And you'll be standing broken-hearted
Like a disillusioned Christian
With your mouth open but nothin' left to say
So just say, 'Hey, hey, hey-hey, hey-hey'
Hey, hey, hey-hey
Hey, hey, hey




 

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