It's four o'clock in the morning And I'm sick
again Of the constant dripping I hear From
that old tin can And the roof's been dripping
endlessly For days on end And I kinda get
the feeling that It should be mended
I
don't mind
And this time I'm really
gonna say What I mean I'll just fly
away And this time You better hope and
pray Unseen It wont go astray.
And
I'd televise my ignorance For all to
see Because I'd guarantee success And let
it come right back at me And you'd blame it on
what Looks like your big fantasy But you
can't blame me Cause the whole wide
world's Gone stark raving crazy
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