Just a little man
Tryen to make a big plan
Remember where it all began
And
Keep taking the long road
Taking the hard road
Don't need a hand
Take a piece of my soul
Just fill it back with liquid gold
It's all so Ordinary
Might seem a little scary
After all
It's quite the fall
I'm not your huckleberry
Fill your hole in the cemetery
Oh and
Don't drop the ball
Lost count somewhere around twenty
That was back around eleven thirty
And now
It's a quarter till five
Yeah I've got first world problems
Gets worse every time I try to solve em'
Don't start baby
It's the best part
You say I've had one too many
Well
It's all so Ordinary
Might seem a little scary
After all
It's quite the fall
I'm not your huckleberry
Fill your hole in the cemetery
Oh and
Don't drop the ball
I wanna go back to ninety three
Or at least lay my head on a stone and sleep
And see what it was supposed to be
It's all so Ordinary
Might seem a little scary
After all
It's quite the fall
I'm not your huckleberry
Fill your hole in the cemetery
Oh and
Don't drop the ball
It's all so Ordinary
Might seem a little scary
After all
I'm not your huckleberry
Fill your hole in the cemetery
Oh and
Don't drop the ball
Just a little man
Tryen to make a big plan
Remember where it all began
And
Keep taking the long road
Taking the hard road
Don't need a hand
Take a piece of my soul
Just fill it back with liquid gold
DBIII - Liquid Gold Lyrics
DBIII - Liquid Gold Lyrics
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Just a little man
Tryen to make a big plan
Remember where it all began
And
Keep taking the long road
Taking the hard road
Don't need a hand
Take a piece of my soul
Just fill it back with liquid gold
It's all so Ordinary
Might seem a little scary
After all
It's quite the fall
I'm not your huckleberry
Fill your hole in the cemetery
Oh and
Don't drop the ball
Lost count somewhere around twenty
That was back around eleven thirty
And now
It's a quarter till five
Yeah I've got first world problems
Gets worse every time I try to solve em'
Don't start baby
It's the best part
You say I've had one too many
Well
It's all so Ordinary
Might seem a little scary
After all
It's quite the fall
I'm not your huckleberry
Fill your hole in the cemetery
Oh and
Don't drop the ball
I wanna go back to ninety three
Or at least lay my head on a stone and sleep
And see what it was supposed to be
It's all so Ordinary
Might seem a little scary
After all
It's quite the fall
I'm not your huckleberry
Fill your hole in the cemetery
Oh and
Don't drop the ball
It's all so Ordinary
Might seem a little scary
After all
I'm not your huckleberry
Fill your hole in the cemetery
Oh and
Don't drop the ball
Just a little man
Tryen to make a big plan
Remember where it all began
And
Keep taking the long road
Taking the hard road
Don't need a hand
Take a piece of my soul
Just fill it back with liquid gold
Tryen to make a big plan
Remember where it all began
And
Keep taking the long road
Taking the hard road
Don't need a hand
Take a piece of my soul
Just fill it back with liquid gold
It's all so Ordinary
Might seem a little scary
After all
It's quite the fall
I'm not your huckleberry
Fill your hole in the cemetery
Oh and
Don't drop the ball
Lost count somewhere around twenty
That was back around eleven thirty
And now
It's a quarter till five
Yeah I've got first world problems
Gets worse every time I try to solve em'
Don't start baby
It's the best part
You say I've had one too many
Well
It's all so Ordinary
Might seem a little scary
After all
It's quite the fall
I'm not your huckleberry
Fill your hole in the cemetery
Oh and
Don't drop the ball
I wanna go back to ninety three
Or at least lay my head on a stone and sleep
And see what it was supposed to be
It's all so Ordinary
Might seem a little scary
After all
It's quite the fall
I'm not your huckleberry
Fill your hole in the cemetery
Oh and
Don't drop the ball
It's all so Ordinary
Might seem a little scary
After all
I'm not your huckleberry
Fill your hole in the cemetery
Oh and
Don't drop the ball
Just a little man
Tryen to make a big plan
Remember where it all began
And
Keep taking the long road
Taking the hard road
Don't need a hand
Take a piece of my soul
Just fill it back with liquid gold
Writer: Dennis Buschbaum III
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