What We All Want - The Dandy Warhols, Gang Of Four

This is what spins me out

Well, I can’t put my finger on it

It’s not from lack of trying

Well, I can’t help but be hard up, oh

I don’t trust the God you trust

I don’t trust the God you trust

I don’t trust the God you trust

But don’t think that’s my insurance

Could I be happy with something else?

I need something to fill my time

Could I be happy with something else?

I need something to fill my time

And this is just what fucks me off

Nothing to work toward

Just doubt and nagging worry

Nothing to work for

Could I be happy with something else?

I need something to fill my time

Could I be happy with something else?

I need something to fill my time

I got this demon on my back every day

It’s the hope that will not fade

We cannot help but be hard up

We cannot help but be hard up

When what we want’s not what we got

Could I be happy with something else?

I need something to fill my time

Could I be happy with something else?

I need something to fill my time

I need something to fill my time