Widespread Panic - Postcard Lyrics
Transcribed by: Brian Whitman The Original Lyrics File Well I've been sittin' here, thinkin' about you'Bout what it is that you, you want from meYou know it seems that I still don't know you wellKnow many faces I have seenStill I try, to make you happyStill I try, to make you singNow if you're wonderin', what I think of it allJust read the back of this postcardWell the air here, breathing's greatWell, we're having ourselves a good timeOh this town is nuts, my kind of placeI don't want to leaveI don't ever, I don't ever want to leaveOh never, neverI don't ever want to leaveOh, noI see you in aThousand costumesStrike many a silent poseI heard you tell a thousand storiesEveryone in a different voiceStill I try, to make you happyStill I try, to make you singNow if you're wonderin', what I think of it allJust read the back of this postcardThe air here, breathing's greatLord, we've cooked ourselvesNow were cookin' up an ass kickin' timeDidn't we?This town is nuts, my kind of placeI don't want to leaveI don't never, never, never, never want to leave.I never, never, never, never want to leaveNever, neverI'm taking my car - I never want to leaveI'm taking my car
