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No Plans

No Plans

(альбом: No Plans - 2012)

I'm standing in the sun, smoking a cigarette, no plans
I'm a primate
I feel no pain got no i-phone
Plugging into my brain I'm hanging alone
In the sun, smoking a cigarette, no plans

Yeah fuck you!
I'm just standing on the corner, smoking, taking in the wider view
I'm on location I got rivers of the dead
Heading down to the station I'm thinking about going back to bed
'Cause I can, no plans

If I had a plan I'd take it down and hock it
Then someone else'd own my time
Then I'd be polishing another man's rocket
Instead a hanging here, looking for a rhyme

In the sun, smoking a cigarette, watching the traffic jam up
Thinking about getting me a black coffee in a take-away cup
Maybe tipping in a little medicine
From what I got hidden in a paperbag
Standing in the sun, smoking a cigarette, no plans

[solo]

If I had plans I'd be tempted to sell 'em
Then someone else'd own my time
Then I'd be working on another man's plans
I'd never get to pay for the crime, to tell him

Shut the fuck up!
Don't ever let 'em catch you talking to yourself
Let alone in rhyme
I'm standing in the ruins, looking at the end
Of all mankind, leaning back again
In the sun, smoking a cigarette, no plans

Yeah I'm standing in the ruins, looking at the end
Of all mankind, leaning back again
In the sun, smoking a cigarette, no plans.

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