[Verse 1]
Oh, every raw material at hand
Oh, remember all the things we said we'd do?
That would take us all by surprise
I think we did it, I think we did it
What happened to us
What happened to me
What happened to you
What happened
[Verse 2]
There’s no need for a book
As far as I see
Conditioned by steps
One, two, three, four
Five, six, seven, eight
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve
I would never preach about one fucking
I see a big piеce of driftwood
Driftwood, driftwood, driftwood
One piecе of driftwood
[Verse 3]
It often seems that opportunity knocks
The door is bolted and the door is locked
The door's not bolted and the door's not locked
[Bridge]
This is only my opinion
[Verse 4]
The tools of the trade are the head and the heart
The joke I know and the joke I know, the joke I know
What I will be when I grow up
When I grow up, when I give up
[Chorus]
I won’t give up
I won't give up
I won't give in
I'll learn how
I will learn how to play
Learn how
Learn how
[Outro]
Every raw material at hand
Every raw material in your hand (You better use it up)
Every raw material in your hand
Thanks
Thank you
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