Letras:Dandy Warhols. Thirteen Tales From Urban Bohemia. Big Indian.

Well my friends do me so right
I'm lucky this far
maybe it's kharma
I get over them but, only at times
And I thank my lucky stars
I wish I may
I wish that I might
just keep and open mind, all of the time
My old man told me one time
you never get wise, you only get older
And most things, you never know why
but that's fine
When the future is frightening
and I seem to be fighting it
well soon as it's brightening then I
I feel fine, and then I, I feel fine
Well my friends do me so right
I'm lucky this far
maybe it's kharma
I get over them
but only at times
Well the future is frightening
and I seem to be fighting it
well, but soon as it's brightening
well the future is frightening
the future is frightening
but I I feel fine, oh yes I
I feel fine. Yeah