Should be at sleep trouble with the counting sheep
But they're out on street making up the numbers
Not quite accountancy more like I'll count and see
What will amount of me
Well you can count on me camaraderie
How hard can't it be I could pass in my dreams
But i cant get no sleep trouble with the counting sheep
So they're out on street making up the numbers
He says oh
They know too much they show
Too much where are their clothes
Barely on their bones
And oh
They talk too much they walk
Like they got one leg short
And a chip on their shoulder ah ah
As they walk like they talk like they know
Walking talking
Talking like they know
What do they know
Talking like they know
Maybe they know know
No no no know
Walk like they talk like they know
Walking talking
Talking like they know
Maybe they know
Talking like they know
Maybe they know
Should be at sleep trouble with the counting sheep
But they're out on street making up the numbers
Not quite accountancy more like I'll count and see
What will amount of me
Well you can count on me camaraderie
How hard can't it be I could pass in my dreams
But i cant get no sleep trouble with the counting sheep
So they're out on street making up the numbers
Dinner for one under the lights on dimmer
VH1 is on MJ singing thriller
He's talking to the man in the mirror
And his hairs getting thinner
Lucks getting slimmer but his guts getting bigger
Youth is wasted on the youth he says in vain
He says oh
They know too much they show
Too much where are their clothes
Barely on their bones
And oh
They talk too much they walk
Like they got one leg short
And a chip on their shoulder ah ah
As they walk like they talk like they know
Walking talking
Talking like they know
What do they know
Talking like they know
Maybe they know know
No no no know
Walk like they talk like they know
Walking talking
Talking like they know
Maybe they know
Talking like they know
Maybe they know
In my city city
It gets pretty gritty
Bang bang like it's chitty chitty
Anybody with me with me
I try and look above and see the witty witty going somewhere else
Screaming out i really don't know
Many bitty people tryna rescue their show
One of these days
They might find the light that can lead them out
To the end of the tunnel where it seems so bright
Oh
They know too much they show
Too much where are their clothes
Barely on their bones
As they walk like they talk like they know
Walking talking
Talking like they know
What do they know
Talking like they know
Maybe they
Maybe they
Know
Writer(s): Cristoph Kammerlander, Kris Knibbs
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