John is the king...

Sometimes I wish I was the weather
Youd bring me up in conversation forever
And when it rains Id be the talk of the day

Oh sometimes, I wish I was a cold beer
I would rest assure that you would hold me near
Id be guaranteed to be just what you need

And there could be no ther way because your so, your so lame
Your tired words are all, all the same
And I would walk, surely walk away
If I wasnt such a sucker for you

Sometimes I wish I was a bong hit
Youd let me in and love every minute
And tell the group the things I did to you

And there could be no ther way because your so, your so lame
Your tired words are all, all the same
And I would walk, surely walk away
If I wasnt such a sucker for you

I see your world with rosy colored glasses on
What a right I would see wrong
I could never have that power of you

Someday Im gonna pack up and leave this town
Im gonna get my own things going on
And when I do, I will forget about how

Your so lame,
Tired words are all the same
I would walk, you know Id walk away
If I wasnt such a sucker for you
If I wasnt such a sucker for you
If I wasnt such a sucker for you

i love this, man

nice... so cool