I only worry about my song   While the world don't get its rest   Neglecting fuck-ups from Sharon   I just want music in my head      We're in a selfish chain of moods   Don't look at what I leave behind   Hamas are after all the Jews   While we have summer on our minds      Everyone feeling iffy   Funny times, I told you so   You want the vibe, of feeling pretty   That changes moods, I told you so      Everyone feeling iffy   Funny times, I told you so   You want the vibe, of feeling pretty   That changes moods, I told you so      You only worry about your work   And what she's saying in her sleep   She's mumbling names you've never heard   And dirty secrets you can't keep      We're in a selfish chain chain chain   For every feeling we build walls   All broken rudders   Last years I haven't felt at all      Everyone feeling iffy   Funny times, I told you so   You want the vibe, of feeling pretty   That changes moods, I told you so      Everyone feeling iffy   Funny times, I told you so   You want the vibe, of feeling pretty   I told you so      You know you taste like something's wrong?      Yeah you taste like something's wrong