[Verse 1] Found a key in the gutter, Fit my palm like a dare. Bought a lemon at noon, Now I’m fixing it there. Paint on my fingers, Grease on my shoes, I keep turning old scraps Into something I use. [Pre-Chorus] And if it breaks, I laugh, If it bends, I lean. Little weird inventions In my pocket, in my jeans. [Chorus] Pocket full of cans Pocket full of cans Shake it, make a plan Pocket full of cans Pocket full of cans Pocket full of cans I turn junk to gold Pocket full of cans [Verse 2] Skipped a perfect answer, Took the longer road. Met a dog with one blue eye By the stop sign cold. He watched me build a tower Out of broken tray, Then he licked my knuckles Like that was his way. [Pre-Chorus] And if it falls apart, I’ll stack it again. Every odd little piece Can still be a friend. [Chorus] Pocket full of cans Pocket full of cans Shake it, make a plan Pocket full of cans Pocket full of cans Pocket full of cans I turn junk to gold Pocket full of cans [Bridge] Give me the bent spoon, Give me the cracked frame. I like the rough edges, I like the names. Maybe I’m strange, Maybe that’s the point. I keep a whole world In a loose change joint. [Final Chorus] Pocket full of cans Pocket full of cans Shake it, make a plan Pocket full of cans Pocket full of cans Pocket full of cans I turn junk to gold Pocket full of cans
