The Probability from More Everything by Baby Snufkin

Everybody’s talk about their dark, dark life
That’s easy to see, I’ll fix’em somehow

Show’em that a little trouble’s good as gold
I learned to live on society’s edge with nothin’ in my pockets but an army in my head

Every morning every day, somebody’s got to say
You look pretty strange but I’m in control

Look around the earth, the sun, the sky, and the moon
I harvest the food to feed my brain and smack my lips from day to day
With the venom of a voodoo doll that’s got a lot to say
About the holes in sky, laughing poor insane

Well, I’m nothing ’til I find it’s true
I was swimming like a fish out of school

A million stars are out like beacons in the sky
Whoa, the probability
A million stars are out like beacons in the sky
Whoa, they’re staring down at me

(break)

Whatcha talkin’ ‘bout? (4x)
Who you laughin’ at? (4x)

A million stars are out like beacons in the sky
Whoa, the probability
A million stars are out like beacons in the sky
Whoa, they’re staring down at me

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• The Cure
• The Police
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