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Yard Act
Petroleum
2023
Where’s My Utopia?
47
Imagine if I had to give you my soul
In a moment when my soul was asleep
For it happens sometimes
Through no fault of our own
It's just a momentary blip in the passing of time
It's not a sign that the embers of passion are dying
My bones burn
And the brain that's controlling them
Knows that the soul needs petroleum
That's how it goes
Boom-boom, ba-ba-ba-boom
I'm grateful in ways I could never explain
In a moment I cannot escape
But I can't phone it in (No, we can't phone it in)
No, I could never begin (He could never begin)
Oh, I could never tell you how I'm feeling, if I'm not feeling it
It's a standard that I set myself to ruin relationships
My bones burn
And the brain that's controlling them
Knows that the soul needs petroleum
That's how it goes
Boom-boom, ba-ba-ba-boom
And if I knew how to control it
If I knew how to control it
If I knew how to control it I would
My bones burn
And the brain that's controlling them
Knows that the soul needs petroleum
That's how it goes
Boom-boom, ba-ba-ba-boom
My bones burn
And the brain that's controlling them
Knows that the soul needs petroleum
That's how it goes
Boom-boom, ba-ba-ba-boom
My bones burn (My bones burn)
And if I knew how to control it
If I knew how to control it
If I knew how to control it I would
That's how it goes
Hey-huh, hey-hey-hey-huh
Hey-huh, hey-hey-hey-huh
Hey-huh, hey-hey-hey-huh
Hey-huh, hey-hey-hey-huh
Hey-huh, hey-hey-hey-huh
Hey-huh, hey-hey-hey-huh
In a moment when my soul was asleep
For it happens sometimes
Through no fault of our own
It's just a momentary blip in the passing of time
It's not a sign that the embers of passion are dying
My bones burn
And the brain that's controlling them
Knows that the soul needs petroleum
That's how it goes
Boom-boom, ba-ba-ba-boom
I'm grateful in ways I could never explain
In a moment I cannot escape
But I can't phone it in (No, we can't phone it in)
No, I could never begin (He could never begin)
Oh, I could never tell you how I'm feeling, if I'm not feeling it
It's a standard that I set myself to ruin relationships
My bones burn
And the brain that's controlling them
Knows that the soul needs petroleum
That's how it goes
Boom-boom, ba-ba-ba-boom
And if I knew how to control it
If I knew how to control it
If I knew how to control it I would
My bones burn
And the brain that's controlling them
Knows that the soul needs petroleum
That's how it goes
Boom-boom, ba-ba-ba-boom
My bones burn
And the brain that's controlling them
Knows that the soul needs petroleum
That's how it goes
Boom-boom, ba-ba-ba-boom
My bones burn (My bones burn)
And if I knew how to control it
If I knew how to control it
If I knew how to control it I would
That's how it goes
Hey-huh, hey-hey-hey-huh
Hey-huh, hey-hey-hey-huh
Hey-huh, hey-hey-hey-huh
Hey-huh, hey-hey-hey-huh
Hey-huh, hey-hey-hey-huh
Hey-huh, hey-hey-hey-huh