Weirdly Weathered

Lyrics

The moon isn't such an easy mountain to move Nothing but breeze in the eye Pounds of brick, mud and paper Caves of gold, nothing is safer To move every moon just with your eye I wanna know, is nothing sacred? No, no, no nothing is fake and Be bold so nothing will chase you this life Just hold to your dream Don't forsake it, you'll grow Learn to keep dough then bake it Don't throw it away Life is sacred, alright The moon isn't such an easy mountain to move Nothing but breeze in the eye Pounds of brick, mud and paper Caves of gold, nothing is safer To move every moon just with your eye I wanna know, is nothing sacred? No, no, no nothing is fake and Be bold so nothing will chase you this life Just hold to your dream Don't forsake it, you'll grow Learn to keep dough then bake it Don't throw it away Life is sacred, alright How to get the party going? Spin it on the circle throne Weirdly weathered record Turn it high How to get the party going? Spin it on the circle throne Weirdly weathered record Turn it high The groove of an old and overused good record You have printed inside of your mind Ounces thick and weirdly weathered The sides of its seams all taped together It holds some of the soul keeps it alive When I'm dead, I don't want your tears I'd rather instead My songs belong to all not me not mine (Dead!) Songs will echo o'er the hills of red Songs belong to all, Songs belong to all, not me not Songs belong to all, Songs belong to all, not me not Songs belong to all, Songs belong to all, not me not Songs belong to all, Songs belong to all, not me not mine! How to get the party going? Spin it on the circle throne Weirdly weathered record Turn it high How to get the party going? Spin it on the circle throne Weirdly weathered record Turn it high The groove of an old and overused good record You have printed inside of your mind Ounces thick and weirdly weathered The sides of its seams all taped together It holds some of the soul keeps it alive When I'm dead, I don't want your tears I'd rather instead My songs belong to all not me not mine (Dead!) Songs will echo o'er the hills of red Songs belong to all, Songs belong to all, not me not Songs belong to all, Songs belong to all, not me not Songs belong to all, Songs belong to all, not me not Songs belong to all, Songs belong to all, not me not mine!