Wishing Well

[Lyrics from live performance]

Tyler was a driver, and he worked down by the bay

Saved up most his money, what he didn't put away

He cashed it at the market, converted it into change

Put it in his pocket, and he'd find his way

Out into the city, to the center of the town

Find that well of water and throw the money down

And pray that things got better

Pray that it'd get better

Three years, that is what he'd do

But his dreams never did come true

So he called up the judge

Wrotе to the mayor

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I'm suing the owner of the wishing well

For every single penny, gonna give them hell

I want my money back, I want interest as well

My wish was never granted it's a lie they sell

And I made my choice

I'm calling up my lawyer, gonna hear my voice

I'm gonna give them hell

Oh, I'm suing the owner of the wish, of the wishing well

Of the wish, of the wishing well

Of the wish, of the wishing well

I'm gonna give them hell

Oh, I'm suing the owner of the wishing well