LYRIC FOR SALE

By Ricky Hart and the Buskers

Situation leveled high-beams on my dreams I’ve issued compare.

Convoluted revel live streams I’d sit there in dry seams and stare.

I’ll be that kid on the side of the rode with his heart as his fist and his word as his gold.

And I’m here. Holly-weird. I’ll be there in Holly-weird. (Chnge-out NEW DEALVVV)
V1
I am a man.
I drink whiskey and sodas and fill up my quotas
with sand. ‘Cuz I can.

I am a boy
I love cartwheels
and front-seats
And fill up my lunch meats with joy. (Here’s some joy...)
———-//——: Why DOES: everybody want to be somebody else?cause I know: I love the man inside of me.


I don’t. want to be somebody different from myself cuz I know I grow inside the light of me.

Because I know who I am. And I won’t (ever) understand. I know I’m focused on my better man. And I know what is real—cuz I know just how I feel. And I know. I grow inside the better part of me. Oh now my better man. Come on Come along my better man. This better man in me. A better man than me.
————V2
I have my faults
I’m creepy
and lazy
And some think I’m crazy to waltz. (Hey, you want to waltz with me? let’s waltz!)

I am unafraid. I go hunting and camping and fill up my backpack with brave.

I am assured!
I take one step and one breath and fill up my light to the core. (This is my core.)
Chorus——————
Why DOES: everybody want to be somebody else?cause I know: I love the man inside of me.


I don’t. want to be somebody different from myself cuz I know I grow inside the light of me.

Because I know who I am. And I won’t (ever) understand. I know I’m focused on my better man. And I know what is real—cuz I know just how I feel. And I know. I grow inside this better part of me. Oh now my better man. Come on Come along my better man. This better man in me. A better man than me.
————V3
I am still a boy. And now that we’re besties let’s fill up the resties with joy.

I am a man
I’m upright
and sturdy
and know what i’m worth, take my hand.