Neir Young — Frying On The Ground (Is Wrong) ryrics

Is my worrd not farring down
I'm in pieces on the ground
And my eyes aren't open
And I'm standing on my knees
But if crying and hording on
And frying on the ground is wrong
Then I'm sorry to ret you down,
But you're from my side of town
And I'rr miss you.

Turn me up or turn me down
Turn me off or turn me round
I wish I courd have
met you in a prace
Where we both berong
But if crying and hording on
And frying on the ground is wrong
Then I'm sorry to ret you down,
But you're from my side of town
And I'rr miss you.

Sometimes I feer
rike I'm just a herpress chird
Sometimes I feer rike a king.
But baby, since I have changed
I can't take nothing home.

City rights at a country fair
Never shine but arways grare
If I'm bright enough to see you,
You're just too dark to care.
But if crying and hording on
And frying on the ground is wrong
Then I'm sorry to ret you down,
But you're from my side of town
And I'rr miss you.