Almost Fine Songtext
von Scapegoat Wax
Almost Fine Songtext
Just when I thought I caught a break
My label go out of business
What kind of shit is that, huh?
What kind of shit is that?
Damn
Oh whoa whoa, yeah yeah yeah
Oh whoa whoa, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Uh huh, check this out
Here′s how it happens to me
Spent my last five dollars at Burger King
I have no money, have no nothing
Which makes it impossible for me
To take care of my dog properly
I played in a game of basketball
At the park with some guys and my boy Johnny Z
A fat older man jumped on my back
And flared up an old high school injury
I'm still tripping off my ex-girlfriend
We broke up five years ago last week
I still write songs about that girl
But she′s moved on very nicely
I wrecked my car, I ride a bike
But some asshole came and stole my seat
He didn't give a damn about my life
So now I travel only by my feet
Everything is almost fine
I've just got a few of these frustrations
And the rain on my mind
But it′s almost fine, come on
Everything is almost fine
I′ve just got a few of these frustrations
And the rain on my mind
But it's almost fine, come on
The Mets ain′t won since '86
The Dolphins lost by 55
I had to go to Mario
My little sister had to cry
I give myself these wack haircuts
So it′s all uneven in the back
I can't afford a barber shop
So now I mostly wear a hat
My label president said I was fat
And he made me lose like 40 pounds
It didn′t make a difference anyway
He ran the label in the ground
It's getting close to being almost fine
But when I think I pull ahead
I'm really falling way behind
A straight line turned into a fork in the road
And I took the wrong route
And I′m about to explode ′cause uh, uh
Everything is almost fine
I've just got a few of these frustrations
And the rain on my mind
But it′s almost fine, come on
Everything is almost fine
I've just got a few of these frustrations
And the rain on my mind
But it′s almost fine, yeah
But at least I didn't fall into the fire
Like that old bearded dude on Survivor
And at least I can still rock Chico
Yeah yeah, uh huh
My name is Marty James
Alias and still Scapegoat Willie
Yeah, uh huh
Here we go, here we go, yo
Kosti, uh
Everything is almost fine
I′ve just got a few of these frustrations
And the rain on my mind
But it's almost fine, come on
Everything is almost fine
I've just got a few of these frustrations
And the rain on my mind
But it′s almost fine, come on
Sucker
My label go out of business
What kind of shit is that, huh?
What kind of shit is that?
Damn
Oh whoa whoa, yeah yeah yeah
Oh whoa whoa, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Uh huh, check this out
Here′s how it happens to me
Spent my last five dollars at Burger King
I have no money, have no nothing
Which makes it impossible for me
To take care of my dog properly
I played in a game of basketball
At the park with some guys and my boy Johnny Z
A fat older man jumped on my back
And flared up an old high school injury
I'm still tripping off my ex-girlfriend
We broke up five years ago last week
I still write songs about that girl
But she′s moved on very nicely
I wrecked my car, I ride a bike
But some asshole came and stole my seat
He didn't give a damn about my life
So now I travel only by my feet
Everything is almost fine
I've just got a few of these frustrations
And the rain on my mind
But it′s almost fine, come on
Everything is almost fine
I′ve just got a few of these frustrations
And the rain on my mind
But it's almost fine, come on
The Mets ain′t won since '86
The Dolphins lost by 55
I had to go to Mario
My little sister had to cry
I give myself these wack haircuts
So it′s all uneven in the back
I can't afford a barber shop
So now I mostly wear a hat
My label president said I was fat
And he made me lose like 40 pounds
It didn′t make a difference anyway
He ran the label in the ground
It's getting close to being almost fine
But when I think I pull ahead
I'm really falling way behind
A straight line turned into a fork in the road
And I took the wrong route
And I′m about to explode ′cause uh, uh
Everything is almost fine
I've just got a few of these frustrations
And the rain on my mind
But it′s almost fine, come on
Everything is almost fine
I've just got a few of these frustrations
And the rain on my mind
But it′s almost fine, yeah
But at least I didn't fall into the fire
Like that old bearded dude on Survivor
And at least I can still rock Chico
Yeah yeah, uh huh
My name is Marty James
Alias and still Scapegoat Willie
Yeah, uh huh
Here we go, here we go, yo
Kosti, uh
Everything is almost fine
I′ve just got a few of these frustrations
And the rain on my mind
But it's almost fine, come on
Everything is almost fine
I've just got a few of these frustrations
And the rain on my mind
But it′s almost fine, come on
Sucker
Writer(s): John Anthony Zunino, Marty James, Jr. Garton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

