Carve my name into my chest so I can be different,
Let them stare at my breast,
I’ll show them that I’m not a pest,
I’ll go into the urban jungle,
I won’t trip won’t stumble,
Try my best not to mumble,
As I jump and fall and tumble.
You don’t know what’s going on now,
You don’t know what’s going on.
I’ll go and stay will the crazy men,
Who say I can be born again,
Tell me how and why and when,
Shout their prayers and scream amen.
I don’t know if I can take it in,
Try to take it on the chin,
In this world of crazy sin,
No one will ever win.
You don’t know what’s going on now,
You don’t know what’s going on.
You don’t know what’s going on now,
You don’t know what’s going on,
We don’t know what’s going on,
No one knows,
No one knows.
Fuzzy Austin trio follow up their first album in 20 years, released in Spring 2015, with a stomping new EP of noisy rock & roll. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 26, 2016
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