Story Behind The Song
Grew from 1 of the riffs.
Song Description
A pop-rock, guitar riff track with driving beat and catchy chorus.
Lyrically, a passing commentary on the world.
| Song Length |
3:20 |
Genre |
Pop - Rock, Rock - Indie/Low-Fi |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Disconcerted |
Subject |
World |
| Similar Artists |
, Crowded House |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Here I am again sitting by myself
Sitting all alone with no one else
I like it like that, I like it that way
Never really cared for what you say
Walking up a hill with Jack and Jill
Got a seven dollar bill to pay their way
Never took the time to look back down
Never took the time to stop and play
Chorus
This world is taking me over, it's taking me over
This world is taking me over, it's taking me over
Verse 2
Money to the poor, money to the rich
Isn't life strange, isn't life a bitch
Bitter and twisted, evil and cold
Feeling kind of different, now you're looking kind of old
Led by the blind, uranium mines
Bullets and bombs and protest songs
Headline, frontline, cable and war
Feeling kind of sick from the blood you saw
Chorus
Middle 8
Here I am again sitting by myself
Sitting all alone with no one else
I like it like that, I like it that way
Never really cared for what you say
Walking up a hill with Jack and Jill
Got a seven dollar bill it never paid their way
Never took the time to look back down
Never took the time to stop and play
Chorus x 2