Soup

Blind Melon

Galaxie / Hello, Goodbye

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Brad Smith

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Smith Eric Bradley

Thorn Christopher John

Graham Glen

Hoon Richard Shannon

Stevens Thomas Rogers

Emil V.

Demilade Fododofoluwa Thani

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I′m entering a frame bombarded by indecision
Where a man like me can easily let the day get out of control
Down this far in the quarter
I'm pushed hard upon the border
But I′d rather be caught around now
Instead of, oh say, 'round the month of June
But if I can leave with a little bit of explanation
Then anywhere in the world I choose to go, I'll have it made

Is this the place that I wanna be?
Is it you who I want to see?
Holding on, hold it high, show me everything

And you′re leaving me
Yeah, you′re leaving me
You're leaving me with a hated identity

But I keep on a-coming here
And standing in this state
Oh, and I′m never really sure
If you'll take what I′m saying the right way

But I'm not appalled or afraid
Verbal pocket play is as discreet as I can muster up to be
Because the Cadillac that′s sitting in the back
It isn't me, oh, no, no, no, no, it isn't me
I′m more at home in my galaxie, oh yeah

Can I do the things I wanna do
That I don′t do because of you
And I'll take a left and I′ll second guess into a total mess

And you're leaving me
Yeah, you′re leaving me
You're leaving me with a hated identity

But I keep on a coming here
And standing in this state
Oh, and I′m always really sure
The situation's get carried away

But I'm not appalled or afraid
Verbal pocket play is as discreet as I can muster up to be
Because the Cadillac that′s sitting in the back
It isn′t me, oh, no, no, no, no, it isn't me
Oh, no, no, no, it isn′t me

No, it isn't me, no it isn′t me
No it isn't me, oh no, it isn′t me
No, it isn't me in my galaxie

I'm entering a frame bombarded by indecision

Where a man like me can easily let the day get out of control

Instead of, oh say, 'round the month of June

But if I can leave with a little bit of explanation

Then anywhere in the world I choose to go, I'll have it made

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Holding on, hold it high, show me everything

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If you'll take what I'm saying the right way

Verbal pocket play is as discreet as I can muster up to be

Because the Cadillac that's sitting in the back

It isn't me, oh, no, no, no, no, it isn't me

chorus

And I'll take a left and I'll second guess into a total mess

Soup • 1995

Galaxie / Hello, Goodbye

Blind Melon

Lyrics of Galaxie / Hello, Goodbye by Blind Melon

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