Paroles de Foot

I'm counting upside down My sixes are nine's Infinity's a sideways eight Don't ask 'em to grow up Their doing just fine Hard to get it straight All I know is nothing I can't tell you how to live Don't feel like talking now I'd like to meet you If you made up your mind Please don't make me wait I'm so disenchanted Don't wanna stick my foot in Don't wanna take the chances Don't follow blind I had a teacher and he started to crash Like Kerouac at sorrows gate I picked up pieces as he laid down the lines All believers have to wait And if you ever meet me Don't walk away discreetly With your head to the ground With your head to the ground I'm so disenchanted Don't wanna stick my foot in Don't wanna take the chances Don't follow blind I'm so disenchanted Don't wanna stick my foot in Don't wanna take the chances Don't follow blind