Il testo della Certain people

Look for light in the daytime
Turning round in a square land
I hear sounds from another land
You must think that i'm going wrong

Certain people do, certain people don't
They're allright with being confused

I've been down under the ground
I've been spitting on my grave
And been buried in the quicksand's
I've been trying to forget my name

Certain people do, certain people don't
They're allright with being confused