He takes the panties from the line
He puts the things inside the drawer
He ties the garbage with a string
He gets the paper from the store
He sees a big afro out in the distance there
Next to the old parked car that he is leaning again'
He checks his pocket for a light
He puts the key back in the door
He sees a figure to his right
And when my trials are over
And all my friends are there
I won't ask you for no money
I won't ask you for nothing
And when all my trials are over
And all my friends are there
I won't ask you for no money
I won't ask you for nothing
This is what I know
This is what I know
A search for seaman and Sinatra
Brings a memory from the past
It comes with pictures and a promise
But his modem's not that fast
Aw you cheap country plowboy there for an instant joy
You are regretful and he is insistent there
Aw but you had problems you had spite
Scattered on the floor
Compassion's unearthly light
And when all my trials are over
And all my friends are there
I won't ask you for no money
I won't ask you for nothing
And when all my trials are over
And all my friends are there
I won't ask you for no money
I won't ask you for nothing
This is what I know
This is what I know
This is what I know
This is what I know
