Testo Lunch

Two, three, four
I drink my joe, I eat my lunch
I take a walk, I try my luck
I slept all day, I gave a fuck
I kept my calm, I spilt my guts

Sleeping in the grass
Two, three, four
I send my body down the block
I watch the pretty people walk
I brush the birds out of my mop
I put my cherry on the top

Sleeping in the grass

And I could cry if I want to (Cry, cry, cry)
I couldn't ask for more (Two, three, four)
I could cry if I want to (Cry, cry, cry)
I couldn't ask for more
Two, three, four

One, two, one more
And when the sun begins to set
I go out looking for a friend
I pour a beer into my head
And pull my body up my steps

Sleeping in the grass

And I could cry if I want to (Cry, cry, cry)
I couldn't ask for more (Two, three, four)
I could cry if I want to (Cry, cry, cry)
I couldn't ask for more
Two, three, four, five-