Get Along - Mike Doughty

Sounds so wrong but I need to fake the will to get along

Feels alright when I drink to blur the day into the night

And blustery nights in through the rain

It’s all alone that I am singing this anguish to you

And you’re to blame, I’m still the same, I’m still the same

Sounds so wrong but I need to fake the will to get along

Feels alright when I drink to blur the day into the night

In lovely hour and in the room it’s into bloom

That I have called your flower for me

And I’m to blame, you’re still the same, you’re still the same

Raise up girl and be glad you were not born a man

Up girl and be glad you were not born a man

Sounds so wrong but i need to fake the will to get along

Sounds so wrong but I need to fake the will to get along

And like a star that I have chosen for me

And I have placed one eye on the sky

The sky’s the same, the moon’s to blame, the moon’s to blame

Raise up girl and be glad you were not born a man

Up man and be glad you were not born a god

Sounds so wrong but I need to fake the will to get along

Sounds so wrong but I need to fake the will to get along

Sounds so wrong but I need to fake the will to get along

Sounds so wrong but I need to fake the will to get along, sounds