Doin' Fine Songtext

I was drifting, in the ... wander aimless.
It's franchise in the... and i ... .

I was lost then I was found, found then lost again.
It's a mystery to me, oh yeah.

I was travelling, pitching, gravelling.
My head's the consumers crap. Haunted like the coffee found inside the book your left and
Look inside your soul.
And if that's you concert band
Go ahead and marry and marry and marry.

[harmonica solo]

You don't think they fucked me up inside, because I'm doin' fine.