Woorden: Elliott Smith. Figure 8. Stupidity Tries.

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Got a foot in the door
God knows what for
And he'll cut me down to size
Stupidity tries
Everything here is free
Everything but you and me
This painting never dries
Stupidity tries
Savannah shoulder raised a cheer coloring the sky with ash
Because they found some privateer to sail across the sea of trash
The enemy is within
Don't confuse me with him
The truth is otherwise
Stupidity tries
And so I go from floor to floor looking for a port of call
Another drunk conquistador conquering the governor's ball
I couldn't think of a thing
That I hope tomorrow brings
Oh what a surprise
Stupidity tries