Looking At The World From The Bottom Of A Well

That Cuban girl

That brought me low

She had that skin so fine and red lips rose-like now

Her mouth was wide

And sweet as well

And now relentless hours of dreaming up her smell

And I feel as if

I am looking at the world from the bottom of a well

And I feel as if

I am looking at the world from the bottom of a well

Lonely

And the only way to beat it is to bat it down

And the only way to beat it is to bat it down

And the only way to beat it is to bat it down

Beat it

Lonely

And the only way to beat it is to bat it down

And the only way to beat it is to bat it down

And the only way to beat it is to bat it down

And the only way to beat it is to

Oh all the days

That I have run

I sought to lose that cloud that’s blacking out the sun

My train will come

Some one day soon

And when it comes I’ll ride it bound from night to noon

And I feel as if

I am looking at the world from the bottom of a well

And I feel as if

I am looking at the world from the bottom of a well

Aimless days, uncool ways of decathecting

Painless phase, blacked out thoughts you be rejecting

Lonely

And the only way to beat it is to bat it down

And the only way to beat it is to bat it down

And the only way to beat it is to bat it down

Beat it

Lonely

And the only way to beat it is to bat it down

And the only way to beat it is to bat it down

And the only way to beat it is to bat it down

And the only way to beat it is to

We'll let's get down to business now

I feel as if

I'm looking at the world from the bottom of a well

I feel as if

I'm looking at the world from the bottom of a well

Lonely

And the only way to beat it is to bat it down

And the only way to beat it is to bat it down

And the only way to beat it is to bat it down

beat it.

Lonely

And the only way to beat it is to bat it down

And the only way to beat it is to bat it down

And the only way to beat it is to bat it down

And the only way to beat it is to