sexta-feira, 10 de fevereiro de 2012

I'm broke but I'm happy
I'm poor but I'm kind
I'm short but I'm healthy, yeah

I'm high but I'm grounded
I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed
I'm lost but I'm hopeful baby

An' what it all comes down to?
Is that everything's gonna be fine, fine, fine?
'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a high five

I feel drunk but I'm sober
I'm young and I'm underpaid
I'm tired but I'm working, yeah

I care but I'm restless
I'm here but I'm really gone
I'm wrong and I'm sorry baby

An' What it all comes down to?
Is that everything's gonna be quite alright?
'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other is flicking a cigarette

And what is all comes down to?
Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet?
'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving the peace sign

I'm free but I'm focused
I'm green but I'm wise
I'm hard but I'm friendly baby

I'm sad but I'm laughing
I'm brave but I'm chicken shit
I'm sick but I'm pretty baby

And what it all boils down to?
Is that no one's really got it figured out just yet?
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is playing the piano

What it all comes down to, my friends?
Is that everything's just fine, fine, fine?
'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is hailing a taxi cab.

Alanis fazendo companhia em manhãs agitadas de trabalho.

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