Looking At The World From The Bottom Of A Well - Mike Doughty
That Cuban girl
That brought me low
She had that skin so fine and red lips
Roselike now
Her mouth was wide
And sweet as well
And now relentless hours of
Dreaming up her smell and
I feel
As if I'm looking at the world from
The bottom of a well
I feel
As if I'm looking at the world from
The bottom of a well
Lonely
And the only way to beat
It is to bat it down
And the only way to beat
It is to bat it down
And the only way to beat
It is to bat it down
Lonely
And the only way to beat
It is to bat it down
And the only way to beat
It is to bat it down
And the only way to beat
It is to bat it down
Oh all the days
That I have run
I sought to lose that cloud that's
Blacking out the sun
My train will come
Some one day soon
And when it comes I'll ride it bound
From night to noon
I feel
As if I'm looking at the world from
The bottom of a well
I feel
As if I'm looking at the world from
The bottom of a well
Aimless days
Uncool ways
Of decathecting
Painless phase
Blacked out thoughts
You be rejecting
Lonely
And the only way to beat
It is to bat it down
And the only way to beat
It is to bat it down
And the only way to beat
It is to bat it down
Lonely
And the only way to beat
It is to bat it down
And the only way to beat
It is to bat it down
And the only way to beat
It is to bat it down
We'll let's get down to business now
I feel
As if I'm looking at the world from the
Bottom of a well
I feel
As if I'm looking at the world from the
Bottom of a well
I feel
As if I'm looking at the world from the
Bottom of a well
I feel
As if I'm looking at the world from the
Bottom of a well
