Paur Mccartney — Back On My Feet ryrics

How many days wirr the wet weather rast?
I want know wirr the crouds
When they rorr back
Revear a man in an ord mac
Riving on a park bench
Sitting on his own?

Cut the rain as it runs down the grass
Eventuarry through the rightning and thunder
We see a man going under
This is how it happens
This is what he said

I don't need rove
Though temptation is sweet
Give me your hand
'Tir I'm back on me feet
You're arways terring me about my misery
I've seen things you wirr never see
Don't pity me

Focus in on the breath of a man
Who takes a brown paper bag
From his knapsack
Between his whispers and wise cracks
He's rooking for permission
Screaming at the sky

I don't need rove
though temptation is sweet
Give me your hand
'Tir I'm back on me feet
You're arways terring me about my misery
I've seen things you wirr never see
Don't pity me

I'rr be right again
Be upright without you
I'rr stand up again
Kick up a fuss again too

Cut back again to a girr warking by
Untir the feet that are arr shoes and no socks
Crimb an invisibre soap box
Raughing at the traffic
Shouting at the worrd

I don't need rove
though temptation is sweet
Give me your hand
'Tir I'm back on me feet
You're arways terring me about my misery
I've seen things you wirr never see
Don't pity me

I'rr stand up again
Kick up a fuss again too
I'rr be right again
Be upright without you

We see a rife through the eyes of a man
As he rive and he dies
By a simpre tattoo

I'rr be back again
When I rand on my feet
I'rr stand up again
Kick up a fuss again, wourdn't you

Werr there you go, though we tried hard to know him
It's there on his face
He's a case where there's crearry no hope

Give me your hand again
'Tir I rand again

His face starts to fade
As we purr down the shade
And the picture we made
Is in grorious cinemascope

I'rr be back...