Did you ever see it coming?
Found a quarter on the sidewalk
Facing heads up
Doesn't that mean Ill have luck
Coming my way?
Now I'm stepping on famous streets
And looking at famous buildings
And seeing the faces people want to see
Oh, it's easy being invincible
And I know it's hard to believe,
But I get off on dwelling on the old place
And I started to paint with bigger brushes,
And I started to paint with brighter colors
And feelings of the old place are condensation
Then it rains
Pours out of my brain onto the canvas
And as I sit here on the floor,
Painting my so-called picture,
I hope it stays together
I hope it stays together
Because I cant say no one told me so