Spit - Meat Puppets

Once it seemed to be the way things are

Now it seems the way that it will be

It’s happening to me

It’s happening to me

Once we use to love to lose our minds

Now it seems the tables have been turned

My head is losing me

My head is losing me

Once we used to spit into the wind

It’s coming back to me

We used to spit into the wind

It’s coming back to me

Nothing rather rides a rusty mule

By a fire stop, the story tell

Another one for free

I’m not listening to me