PERFECT by Tom Jensen
Eyes are watching but they don’t see me
While all the tragic people long to be me
Don’t know why that is
Don’t wanna play into the hysteria
That’s why I always try to break free
Believing there’s another way to live than they’re telling ya…
Am I among the few?
Many would have you believe so
What does your neighbor say?
Why don’t you go knock on his door?
Alas, he moved real far away long ago
Set out searching though he declined to define
What he’d be looking for…
Just said he’d know it when he sees it
In his bestest version of broken English
Funny how I’ve grown to understand it
And even come to speak it
You say screw it
I’ll just do it
Doesn’t have to be the perfect plan
Start by doing
Gets things moving
If you wanna get into the
Or outtava jam!
You just say screw it
I’ll just do it
For there ain’t no perfect plan, man…
For there ain’t no perfect plan, woman…
For there ain’t no perfect plan,
my child…