Em And I've been drifting off on knowledge Em Cat-calls on cat-walks Em Man these women getting solemn Em I could sing a song for a Solomon or Salamander Em We took a flight at midnight Em And now my mind can't help but wander Em 'How come? ' Em Spoon-fed pluralized eyes Em To find the beaches in the forest Em When I'm looking off the edge Em I preach my gut it can't help Em But ignore it Em I'm climbing up the walls Em Cuz all the shit I hear is boring Em All the shit I do is boring Em All these record labels boring Em I don't trust these record labels I'm touring Em All these people on the planet Em Working 9 to 5, just to stay alive Em The 9 to 5, just to stay alive Em The 9 to 5, just to stay alive Em The 9 to 5, just to stay alive Em The 9 to 5, just to stay alive Em The 9 to 5, just to stay alive Em The 9 to 5, just to stay alive Em All the people on the planet Em Working 9 to 5 just to stay alive Bm Em How come? Em What goes up, ghost around Bm Goes around around around around Em What goes up, ghost around Bm Ghost around around around around Bm Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Bm Soul not for sale Probably won't make no money off this Oh well Reap what you sow Perfection is so... Mm