Second Song from Doomscroll by Naked Lungs

Green tea and camomile and shit out of luck
What would you think if I said I was fucked
Green tea and camomile and shit out of luck
What would you think if I said I was

Yesterday I applied for a job,
They wouldn't have me on

I went to my brother to ask for advice,
But we never got along

My mother just wants what's best for her pink little baby her prodigal son

And my father always knew what is right,
But he's wrong


So what can I do but hope for the best, hope for a rest, oh hope to be blessed

Laughing and laughing it's oh what a jest,
But if no one’s a clown

Is it me?
Am I fee fi fo fumbling tumbling down
With a splash

Who’s the cherry on top?
I'm begging you please

Stop, hear the drums
Has my moment come? No it's

Green tea and camomile and shit out of luck
What would you think if I said I was

So what do you want?
So what do need?
So what do want?
So what do you need?

Green tea and camomile and shit out of luck
What would you think if I said I was fucked?

Green tea and camomile it won’t change my luck
Why do I care I’m hungry and scared and today don’t feel like much

• Alternative
• alternative rock
• noise rock
• post-punk
• Wicklow