Shaking Like A Rake Songtext
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Oh, it's close at hand
It's eating through the wooden legs, now
Closing like an opening ceremony
We're feeling, shaking like a rake with no leaves
Never been convinced by the whirly gigs and their white, white wigs
You can hide your constitution well
When you bite your tongue with all your might
'Cause the black and white is never misunderstood
It's eating through the wooden legs, now
Closing like an opening ceremony
We're feeling, shaking like a rake with no leaves
Never been convinced by the whirly gigs and their white, white wigs
You can hide your constitution well
When you bite your tongue with all your might
'Cause the black and white is never misunderstood
And, oh, you been making the same mistakes and
Oh, you been shaking the same old trees
The apples keep on falling on the same old head
Oh, it's true
It's true you been tripping on the same old roots again
Oh, it's true you been tripping on the same old roots again
It's your presence of mind that really seems to undermine you
It's hard to see the real thing for everything it is
Until you see the wrong thing in action
And we could be the real thing and never even know
Until the light comes on and then we find it gone
We're better off misunderstood
We're better off misunderstood
Oh, you been shaking the same old trees
The apples keep on falling on the same old head
Oh, it's true
It's true you been tripping on the same old roots again
Oh, it's true you been tripping on the same old roots again
It's your presence of mind that really seems to undermine you
It's hard to see the real thing for everything it is
Until you see the wrong thing in action
And we could be the real thing and never even know
Until the light comes on and then we find it gone
We're better off misunderstood
We're better off misunderstood
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