Well,
let's hear a song that you think is
like one of a simplistic one for you,
stylistically as it were.
This next song
has only got four chords in it.
Mid-afternoon,
people fly by
in the traffic's boom.
Knowing
just where you're blowing,
get them to where you should be going.
Don't let
them get you down.
Making you feel guilty about.
Know the rain
will bring you riches.
All the good things you deserve now.
Climbing,
forever trying.
Find your way out
of the wild, wild world.
Now there's no justice.
You've only yourself
that you can trust in.
High tide,
mid-afternoon,
people fly by in the traffic's boom.
Knowing just where you're blowing,
get them to where you should be going.
Day by day,
your world fades away.
We tend to feel all the dreams that say.
Go
to rain
will bring you riches.
All the good things you deserve now.
I said, climbing,
forever trying.
You're going to find your way out
of the wild, wild world.
Said, you're going to find your way out
of the wild, wild world.
Out of the wild, wild world.