Texty: Spoon. Gimme Fiction. Sister Jack.

Always on the outside, always looking in
I was in this drop D metal band we called Requiem
And they'd say relax but I can't be a man
This far down the map, I know

I was sold for suspect drawings underneath a makeshift awning
Now I'm yours know I'm here read it all front and back
But I can't relax, with my knees on the ground
And a stick in my back, Sister Jack

Sister Jack, Sister Jack
Sister Jack, Sister Jack
Sister Jack, Sister Jack
Sister Jack, Sister Jack

I was on the outside, I was lookin' in
I was in a drop D metal band we called Requiem
And I can't relax with my knees on the ground
And a stick in my back, Sister Jack

Sister Jack, Sister Jack
Sister Jack, Sister Jack
Sister Jack, Sister Jack
Sister Jack, Sister Jack

No I can't just relax knowing that you're coming back
Sister Jack, I know