Why do we frown? Is it something within us Or in the world at large? Maybe it's both, y'all Sadness deep inside Something we can't hide We yearn for
Tread slowly from the car to the spa Like a weary war-torn refugee Crossing the border with her starving child It's a struggle just to get to shiatsu
So you wanted to take a break Slow it down some and have some space Fuck you too Give me my money back Give me my money back, you bitch I want my money
The old bastard left his ties and a suit A brown box, mothballs and bowling shoes And his opinion so you'd never have to choose Pretty soon, you'll be
again It's too late Don't you know It's been too late For a long time Elliott, man, you played a fine guitar And some dirty basketball The songs you
your voice So sing while we still can, while the sun hangs high up above Wonderful songs of love Beautiful songs of love Beautiful songs of love
There's a moment in my mind I scribbled and erased a thousand times Like a letter never written or sent These conversations with the dead I used to be
You walked the earth And talked and never spoke a word She wonders who'll be the first to go I said you know The biggest things we gotta face alone Don
Judy, could anyone Be loved any more? Than I love you Does it hurt you too? And Judy I've been feeling Small too long I love you so But something's wrong
It's funny I know but I'm disappointed in you I thought you could read my mind But I came home early And saw that a drawer'd been opened Looks like you
You can't fool me, I saw you when you came out You got your momma's taste but you got my mouth And you will always have a part of me Nobody else is ever
By the time the buzz was wearin' off We were standin' out on the sidewalk With our tattoos that looked like rings In the hot Nevada sun Kids piled high
{1,2,3,4} So you wanted To take a break Slow it down some And have some space Fuck you too Give me my money back Give me my money back You bitch I want
Lying awake in my hospital room Silas Creek Parkway is my only view And the doctor just came by And told me the news I need a second opinion I don't believe
my money back Give me my money back You bitch I want my money back I want my money back And don't forget To give me back my black T-shirt (Ben: There
tone of your voice So let's sing while we still can While the sun hangs high up above Wonderful songs of love Beautiful songs of love
My name is Hiro, I am 51 Since 1980, life has been no fun And I don't want to die I left my family for the secretary Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Her name is
My name is hiro, I am 51 Since 1980 life has been no fun, And I don't want to die- I left my family for the secretary Ah ah, ah ah, ah ah, ah ah Her