Jim’s Big Ego
Jim’s Big Ego
Jim’s Big Ego
Jim’s Big Ego
Jim’s Big Ego
Jim’s Big Ego
Jim’s Big Ego
Jim’s Big Ego
Jim’s Big Ego
Jim’s Big Ego
Jim’s Big Ego
Jim’s Big Ego
Wait!
What?
I meditated all my hair away
So I think it's pretty fair to say
That I don't mind being quiet for awhile
Then I melted in a bowl of ice cream
But that's where I had a pretty nice dream
Yeah, I don't mind being quiet for awhile
And if something grabs ahold of your will
And it makes it kinda hard to keep still
Then you might
And if something's all up in your brain
And it's making you kind of insane
You might
Sit back and try to refrain
I medicated all my cares away
But they came back to me the very next day
Yeah, I don't mind being quiet for awhile
So I had a hissy fit daydream
While I waited for the light to turn green
Yeah, I don't mind being quiet for awhile
And if something grabs ahold of your head
And you can't sleep alone in your bed
Then you might
And if something's all up in your brain
And it makes it kinda hard to explain
Then you might
Sit back and try to refrain
If you give yourself permission
To receive the [?]frontation
You might find the ammunition
That you though that you were missing
That's what I thought
But then I had a decision
And later intuition transition into my kitchen
Now load it to my head and adjust it for inflation
An invitation
An abdication
Where the light shines through without you
Because the light shines through without you
And if something grabs ahold of your will
And it kinda makes it hard to keep still
Then you might
And if something grabs ahold of your brain
And it's making you kind of insane
Then you might
Sit back and try to refrain
Chill was written by Jim Infantino.