Lyrics

When I was eleven I knew it already:
Wisdom has nothing that money won't steal
Causes are cursed and it leaves it unsteady
Ask any doctor and see what they feel.

Spain conquered Egypt to get what it wanted
I'm not like that 'cause I'm waiting for more
But Spain travels now like a house that is haunted
And this wasn't what we were suffering toward.

"I'd rather be ruined by the good that I've done than ruined by the bad that I've done."

Scratching and scraping and pushing and sighing
Falling and leaning and trying to pass
Twisting and pulling and yelling and crying
Stretching and screaming and walking on glass.

"I'd rather be ruined by the good that I've done than ruined by the bad that I've done."