Unfettered, untethered Ah, now that is better Tho’ I don’t think it will change The way things rearrange When they are sorted by contempt All to pay the rent and rant and rave away The hours of the day When you really want to say It’s o.k.
Unfettered, untethered Ah, now that is better Tho’ I don’t think it will change The way things rearrange When they are sorted by contempt All to pay the rent and rant and rave away The hours of the day When you really want to say It’s o.k.