Hat O'er Eyes - Neva Dinova

He wears his hat o’er his eyes

And he’s trying to keep it on

Says he’s sick of living his life

And he’s tired of being alone

No one’s job but mine

That ain’t no one’s job but mine

That ain’t no one’s job but mine

That ain’t no one’s job but mine

Got a new sleeping bag

Got no place to sleep it at

Left my dog on the ranch

But I’m trying to get her back

My job’s simple

I just got to see

The stars for what they are

And they don’t grant wishes

And they don’t guide me

But they try

They try

Now I’m gonna try

To straighten up your life

Straighten up your life

Saw the sign of the times

Out on the freeway

It said «hey man, there goes the hood»

I said «that's fine, I was done trying to be good»

The next time I come by

I want to see this sky split

Want to know what’s happening

Trade this hard heart for tears

Take a look in the mirror

Next time I’ll try

Next time I’ll try