Good News

Here inside my room, ain't shit to do
But spend some time and make my tunes
And if you care to hear it, you
Are more than free to get to cutting it loose

It turns out that there ain't no use
In being cold and burnt out
Truly, I would tell you the good news
So sit back down and tap your shoes

Now you got the cold room blues
I may not know that much
But oh, I do know one thing's true, so

Hallelujah, gotta tell it to ya
All my friends are cool and I'm such a fuckin' loser
Oh my god, don't you dare applaud
For the kid brother fraud, no, you know that it's all I got

Hope, wash free the filth and misery
Please settle down and let me speak
To planet Earth, she's floating free
Among the stars, why can't you see?

My problems come from someplace deep
Inside my head, I'm fearfully
Controlled, it's universally
Inside us all, now tap your feet

Now you got the cold room blues
I may not know that much
But oh, I do know one thing's true, so

Hallelujah, gotta tell it to ya
All my friends are cool and I'm such a fuckin' loser
Oh my god, don't you dare applaud
For the kid brother fraud, no, you know that it's all I got

Hallelujah, gotta tell it to ya
All my friends are cool and I'm such a fuckin' loser
Oh my god, don't you dare applaud
For the kid brother fraud, no, you know that it's all I got