Lyrics Spoonful Of Salt - Into It. Over It.

Spoonful Of Salt

Kara’s never one to let us shoot her down
Quickly dared and gathered around
The best face of bravery
Yours is masked in disgust
Making at least one of us
Staring at a spoonful of salt
It’s enough to make you leave the table
It’s enough to make you sick
So let’s blow this joint while we’re still able
To count the twenties with the check
The same sighs of long nights
A year’s gone by fearing a five mile cab ride
With men dressed in white
Holding a surgery sign
But everyone you ever knew is here with settled souls
You’ll need this moment for your weekend at home
Weekend at home
We know you can’t ride
We’ll be stopping over
We know you can’t ride
We’ll be stopping over
Are you feeling any better?
Staring at a spoonful of salt
It’s enough to make you leave the table
It’s enough to make you sick
So let’s blow this joint while we’re still able
To count the twenties with the check
Staring at a spoonful of salt
It’s enough to make you leave the table
It’s enough to make you sick
So let’s blow this joint while we’re still able
To count the twenties with the check
Settle your soul
You’ll need this moment for your weekend at home