Song Length |
2:58 |
Genre |
Pop - General |
Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Similar Artists |
Ben Folds |
| |
Lyrics
Jane Black walks high
I'm still down here watching
The tightrope breaks loose
Jane falls free
What goes up comes down
And I'm nowhere
I hope you come round
Here Nowhere
David Cannon shoots things
Quite gigantic
His gun shoots him
Through the roof
What goes up comes down
And I'm nowhere
I hope you come round
Here Nowhere
Friends don't come round to see me
They think this is demeaning
Yeah well maybe
But I sit here in the ally
making faces at Sally
She don't really like me
But I still see a future there
I trip I fall
They laugh, they go home
its one more creme pie
to my face
What goes up comes down
And I'm nowhere
I hope you come round
Here Nowhere
Don't go just yet
I've got one more trick
This flower's for you
I think