Text: Sun Kil Moon. Four Fingered Fisherman.

You're in the back seat and you say to yourself
"It doesn't matter anyway"

Weeds pulling weeds and you're blaming yourself
"We're all indifferent in our own ways"

You're in trouble now and you say to yourself
"My baby clean conscience anyways"

You're in the back seat and you say to yourself
"It doesn't matter anyway"

Four fingered fisherman, alright
Four fingered fisherman, so uptight
Hello
You're getting on no one, you're both right
Four fingered fisherman, alright

Four fingered fisherman, alright
Four fingered fisherman, so uptight
Hello
So uptight
Hello