In this small world we know
There are millions of boys and girls
[Intro: Tom Scott]
See I’m just another regular, guy
I ain’t never been a “Wise Guy” far from an Einstein
Just another wide eyed addict on the hard wine
Coming down from last nights binge, on the glass pipe
And this isn’t nothing but, just another Pharcyde
Flow, that I stole, and it doesn’t mean shit, like your star sign
[Hook]
Just another song for the girls when they dance like
Bitches sniffing each others ass trying to bark like
Woof! ‘Cause I’m just another dog with his bone
On the roam trying to dig his way back to his home
[Verse 1]
Living just another day, in the middle of this maze
That we know is space, just spinning around this blazing
Ball, that we all call, the sun light, Until
One day it’s shone long enough, and then we’ll come to
An end like, spun long enough, and then we’re done
And become none, right back where we begun
Like, just another regular, guy, trying to find why
Looking for intelligent life, we’re designed by
Just another sky high addict on his last line
That’s what he said last time, trying but he can’t quite
Kick it, it was passed down to him from his pa’s side
But it really doesn’t mean shit like a bar fight
[Hook]
Just another song, for the girls when they dance like
Bitches trying to sniff each others arse trying to bark like
Woof! ‘Cause i’m just another dog with his bone
On his own, with no owner, howling alone
[Verse 2]
Living just another day, trying to find a way
We can all escape death, so, we create a creator
We all call “god”, like we all just
Born to perform in this life like pawns taking orders
Life ain’t important unless somebody caused it
Walking around morbid not knowing that we’re mourning(*we’re more than?)
Just another regular, guy, just a finite
Being, that can’t achieve nothing in a lifetime
Just another high flying addict on his last life
Having a hard time accepting that we can’t fight
Death, ‘Cause we all got to go when it’s our time
But it doesn’t really mean shit, even stars die
[Hook]
It’s just another song, for when they dance like
Bitches trying to sniff each others arse trying to bark like
Woof! And I’m just another god with his bone
On his throne, trying to dig his way to his bones
[Outro]
Bones turn to dirt, Dirt turn to birth, Birth turn to death, Turn the earth ‘round
Making what we all call life, then life give birth to the light
Give worth to my world with the words that I write
Write words on my grave; find heaven alive
Ready to die like just another regular guy
And the I’m gone
