Oasis
Mucky Fingers
I know you think you deserve an explanation
of the meanings of life,
But what you think that you heard,
stepped away out the back of your mind
You get your mucky fingers burned,
You get your truth from the lies you were learned
all you plastic believers still leave us,
said they wont return
when you look in that mirror
your tying up your buttons bows
as you face your disease,
you can squeeze into the emperors clothes
You found you got in a paper back
you get your history for the union jack
all your brothers sisters are gone
they won t come back
fed up with life in the city,
coz all the fonies are on my mind
when I¡¯m gone yea you look like you ll miss me
so come along with me, but don¡¯t ask why
coz it s alright
it s alright
it s alright
it s alright
coz it s alright
it s alright
it s alright
it s alright