there was a time when all I wanted was my ice cream colder,and a little cream soda Oh Well oh well and a wooden box,and an alley full of rocks was all I had to care about oh well,oh well. But now my mind is filled with rubber tires and fofest fires and whether i'm a liar and lots of other situations where I don't know what to do at which time God screams to me "There's nothing left for me to tell you" OH WELL, Oh Well,oh well
