Lyrics Standing On The Shoulders Of Giants - Queens Club

Standing On The Shoulders Of Giants

Pass on the bag of stuff
Come back to life
Your only sister
Something passed before your mind, you’re mocking you
Here I stand all shaky hands
Now I’ve strangled all I stood for
Now I’ve beat and beat on all my drums
But making face aint so much fun
Cuz no ones telling me who I’m supposed to be Pass on the bag of stuff
Come back to life
Your only brother
Something passed before you made you mark
Here I lay can’t concentrate
yeah, I slept in all my clothes
I wanna be the man I used to be Don’t wanna think of what’s gotten into me I wanna write/right all the answers to all of the problems
Cuz heaven knows I’ll try to solve them
Now I could be my way I think I have not had a thing to drink
Now my gut is strong, my gut is strong, my cover has been blown out the window
Running from this little place you call home
This little place we’re living all our lives
Now we’re standing on the shoulders of giants
Here I sit, my mouth is full of spit
How can I elect myself as one above another?
The only way you’ll find me there is if I’m standing on their shoulders
Running from this little old place you call home
This little place we’re living all our lives
Now we’re standing on the shoulders of giants