The Mighty Mighty Bosstones — Someday I Suppose

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There was a place
And the name of the place escapes me
When I can’t remember
It irritates me

Could be I can’t remember
Could be I choose to not
Let’s move along the song
And try to find the plot

There was a girl and I don’t know her name either
She gave me love and I said I’d never leave her
If I did I’d come back someday and find her
Maybe I will, I should write down a reminder

One day
One day who knows
Someday
Someday I suppose

There was a verse that I was gonna write
I haven’t yet but there’s still a chance I might
An open book that I still wanna close
I’ll find the time someday I suppose

A place and time I wanna be and spend
A storyline that’s happy in the end
Plans are made with promises, so certainly uncertain
I can’t wait to set things straight before they close the curtain

One day
One day who knows
Someday
Someday I suppose

The more I sort it out
The more it gets distorted
I sort of think I’m better off
Just leaving it unsorted

The more I try to change it’s course
The more off course it goes
Of course I’ll reach my destination
Someday I suppose

Sort it out, get distorted
One day who knows
Hide behind, unreported
Someday I suppose

There was a place
And the name of the place escapes me
When I can’t remember
It irritates me

Could be I can’t remember
Could be I choose to not
Let’s move the song along
And try to find the plot

There was a girl and I don’t know her name either
She gave me love and I said I’d never leave her
If I did I’d come back someday and find her
Maybe I will, I should write down a reminder

One day
One day who knows
Someday
Someday I suppose

The more I sort it out
The more it gets distorted
I sort of think I’m better off
Just leaving it unsorted

The more I try to change it’s course
The more off course it goes
Of course I’ll reach my destination
Someday I suppose

The more I sort it out
The more it gets distorted
I sort of think I’m better off
Just leaving it unsorted

The more I try to change it’s course
The more off course it goes
Of course I’ll reach my destination