Lyrics Robert Pollard

Robert Pollard

Do Something Real

Do something real

Sidewalks chasing citizens racing

Do something real

Bloodhounds closing in on opposing men

Do something real

Crows like rats like cats on vacation

Do something real

You've been scrapped I'm trapped at the station

Small claims courts community snorts

It's fine when it's so concealed

Extra special happiness

Defined by an endless field of nothing real

Do some thing real

Crap stripe exits examiner expects it

Do something real

Plot of rockets holy ghost markets

Small claims courts...

You'll die or you won't

You try or you don't

Do something real