Lyrics
it's a small world but I wouldn't wanna paint it
you can tell me what it is I can tell you what it ain't
it's a long life, feels just like a minute
already on your way out soon as you get in it
and we all get dizzy, we all keep spinning
and we all complain what it is and what it isn't
sitting comfortable in your custom kitchen
talking off your ass never stopped to listen
anything that ever needed fixin
sitting up on blocks for years
anything that ever needed fixing
right between my two big ears
and I tried to fit, but this peg ain't fitting
I'm a big ole square and that round hole isn't
wanna chime on in, my chime sounds different
they say that boy ain't right every time I get to bitching
and we all get mad cause we're all confused
and we pick our sides and we both get used
sitting broke as hell in some house I'm renting
dreaming big pipe dreams of a custom kitchen
anything that ever needed fixin
sitting up on blocks for years
anything that ever needed fixing
right between my two big ears
there's a devil you know and one you don't
and you drag them both around everywhere you go
I don't need to hear it'll be alright
I don't need no one to tuck me in at night
the world will be what it is, I ain't gonna fight
go and break myself against a wall that high
me and my two big ears
are walking towards the light
Jesse Welles 