A Gun That Shoots Knives — Skinned Knees lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Skinned Knees" by A Gun That Shoots Knives.
Lyrics
Well, falling on your head is something anyone can do
It’s not that hard to hit the ground
But the ground is hard when it hits you
And it’s a long long wait for that skateboard to come rolling back to you
You’ve got to jump right up and grab it
Before it rolls off into traffic
And I’m proud to be
Someone who does things that sometimes scrape my knee
Makes me remember why I do anything at all
When you’re born, it hurts to open up your eyes
When you’re grown, it hurts to fall down
So pour out a little blood for those who’ve fallen here before
They’d rather give their lives for fun than lose an arm for some damn war
I’ve got no affiliation, there’s no group I’d call my own
But when I’m with the ones who live for fun, that’s when I feel at home
And I’m proud to be
Someone who does things that sometimes scrape my knee
Makes me remember why I do anything at all
When you’re born, it hurts to open up your eyes
When you’re grown, it hurts to fall down
Accountants, lawyers, doctors, bookmen, prostitutes, and thieves
You are the food this country eats and we’re the refuse that it leaves
We’re working oh so hard to make damn sure we’ll never work hard again
There’s only two things in this world and that’s your family and your friends
And we’re proud to be
The ones who do things that sometimes scrape our knees
Makes us remember why we do anything at all
When you’re born, it hurts to open up your eyes
When you’re grown, it hurts to fall down