John Stewart
I was lookin' at the sun. Pardon me,
I didn't know it can't be done.
I was lookin' at the sun. I was lookin' at the sun.
I was callin' back my youth.
Pardon me, did you want to use the booth?
I was callin' back my youth. I was callin' back my youth.
(Chorus:)
I don't listen to the fools that are makin' up the
rules. I'm a-havin' too much fun.
Doin' what I wanta, hit and run.
Doin' what I wanta hit and run. Hit and run. Hit and run. Hit and run.
So my world is made of paint,
pardon me, I didn't know that you're a saint.
So my world is made of paint. So my world is made of paint.
You are lookin' for the truth.
Pardon me, I think your poodles on the roof.
You are lookin' for the truth. You are lookin' for the truth.
(Chorus)
I may never be that good. Pardon me,
I never said I ever would.
I may never be that good. I may never be that good.
(Repeat first verse and chorus)
