Tekster:
Buffett Jimmy Beach House On The Moon

looks like me I saw him through my telescope On a cloudless night in june As he rested between voyages At his beach house on the moon There are windows

looks like me. I saw him through my telescope, On a cloudless night in June, As he rested between voyages At his beach house on the moon. There are

I don't know and I don't care. I don't know and I don't' care. I don't know and I don't care. At his beach house on the moon

stuff so much. Math suks math suks Sometimes I think that I don't know that much But math suks. I got so bored with my homework, I turned on the TV.

changed, For the pilot and the planet, everything was rearranged. We're a pretty mixed up bunch Of crazy human beans It's written on our rocket ships

bloody sword No matter how I squint I cannot Make out what it's pointing toward Sometimes you feel like you've lived too long The days drip slowly on

gonna be When it hits the fan Got a plan What you gonna do If it lands on you Where's your point of view. Down at the beach club there's a sales convention

Now I'm not talking 'bout excessive greed. The kind that puzzled the scribes and Pharisees. I don't worship it like a golden calf, But change in my pocket