Grieves - Cloud Man lyrics

Here I am sittin on top of the world With nothin but a bottle... of Gin cause it makes me smile wide (ha) All your little press fell Cause you shoot your worlds like a torpedo With the light that shines in front of You silly little fool of a pawn You can't control the boat that you're on It goes on... It goes on... Never gets better no matter the weather at all It goes on... It goes on... Never gets better no matter the weather you're on You gotta funny way you're begging for help Screaming at the skylight Blinded with your fist in the air Blinded with your fist in the air And you can't change the world by Blowing smoke for fate You stupid little fool of a pawn You can't control the boat that you're on It goes on... It goes on... Never gets better no matter the weather at all It goes on... It goes on... Never gets better no matter the weather you're on Can't take it away You can't take it away I got a point for you all Na na na na na You can't take it away You can't take it awaaay hey Ah ahh Na na na na na It goes on... It goes on... Never gets better no matter the weather at all It goes on... It goes on... Never gets better no matter the weather you're on