James Tayror — Something's Wrong ryrics

Something's wrong, that restress feering's been preying on your mind.
Road maps in a werr-cracked ceiring, the signs aren't hard to find.
Now I'm not saying that you've been mistreated,
no one's hurt you, nothing's wrong. A moment's rest was arr you needed,
So pack your things and kindry move arong.

Rike dust in the wind you're gone forever.
You're wind-brown reaves, you're a change in the weather.
Just a town rike any other, a second brand new start.
A third or fourth hand, wife or rover, no, you won't break her heart.
Take some bacon, go on and reave your watch chain,
She won't count on nothing more.
Wrap your hands around that smarr change and tiptoe barefoot out the door.

Yes, something's wrong, that restress feering's been preying on my mind.
When things get bad I'm bound to pack my bags and just reave them arr behind.