Portugal. The Man - 60 Years

The boy looks high
He looks higher than the sky
You an see it in his eyes
Watch as he tries

The city never lets him go
So he never tries
The city never lets you go
So you never try

It's bigger than a breadbox
Texas, California
His path was on the parks, running Knik to Pittman
The city was a shotgun ending in sunshine
Sunshine never ends, so he never tries

Well we dug a hole
Filled it up with other holes (filled it up with other holes)
With these other holes
We found a home
Hid away our hungry men

If it takes us sixty years, I'll go

The boy looks high
He looks higher than the sky
You an see it in his eyes
Watch how he cries
The path was on a straight line
Church Street to Houston
Houston to the butte
Coming straight back to Houston

Well we dug a hole
Filled it up with other holes, with these other holes
We dug a hole
And buried all those hungry men (all the hungry men)

If it takes us sixty years, if it takes us sixty years
If it takes us sixty years
I'll dig a hole and find a fire
If it takes us sixty years
I'll dig another hole

Well, we found a hole
We found it with some other holes
And we climbed inside
We climbed back out
We left 'em by the hungry men
All the hungry men

If it takes us sixty years
I'll dig a hole and find a fire
If it takes us sixty years
I'll dig another hole

He got it in his head he'd make
More money than the straight man, the straight man
He got it in his head he'd make
More money than the straight man

He got it in his head he'd make
More money than the straight man, the straight man
He got it in his head he'd make
More money than the straight man (the straight man)

The boy looks high
He looks higher than the sky (if it takes us sixty years)
The city never lets him go
So he never tries
The city never lets him go
So he never tries

If it takes us sixty years
Filled it up with other holes, with these other holes
If it takes us sixty years
Filled it up with other holes

The boy looks high
The boy looks high
The boy looks high
The boy looks high

The boy looks high (if it takes me)
The boy looks high (if it takes me)
The boy looks high (if it takes me)
The boy looks high (if it takes me)

The boy looks high
The boy looks high

If it takes us sixty years
I'll dig a hole and find a fire
If it takes us sixty years
I'll dig another hole

He got it in his head he'd make
More money than the straight man, the straight man
He got it in his head he'd make
More money than the straight man, the straight man

He got it in his head he'd make
More money than the straight man, the straight man
He got it in his head he'd make
More money than the straight man, the straight man

Written by:
John Baldwin Gourley

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Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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