B.j. Don`t Cry lyrics

Artist  : Moxy Frã¼vous 
Song : B.j. Don`t Cry



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(All)

Never had a girl to call his own...



(Mike speaking)

From the Fruvous Quill comes a sorry tale of love
and illin'

Romeo found the balcony too high, ended up with
second billin'

She loved in triplicate, left his heart a blank
to fill in

Lost his faith immaculate when cupid became a
villian



(Dave & Jian)

B.J. Don't cry no more

Wonders what his heart is beating for

Says he takes it much too hard

Give my regards to B.J.



(Mike speaking)

In a fit of rage he tore down all her gifts and
promises

Sick and tired of hearing 'bout those Harry,
Dick, and Thomasses

Banished her for life he did, right then and
there, from the premises

Once Holy Virgin Queen, now on the scene, his
nemesis



(All)

B.J. Don't cry no more

Wondered what his heart was beating for

Says he takes it much too hard

Give my regards to B.J.



(Mike)

He thought about his life, his heart began to
rush

He buried the crown, found a bucket and a
brush

BJ paints town...



(Mike speaking)

Foot Foot...



(Others)

La la la la la la...

La la la la la.



(Mike speaking)

Now on the street our wounded soul is looking
quite Gregarial

Heart of tin has shed his skin, given it a hefty
burial

As with logic, as with reason, as with science
actuarial

Rallied 'round the Fruvous Flag, burnt the
kitchen, raised the aerial



(All)                                      
(All)

B.J. Don't cry no more                      Never
had a girl to call his own

Found out what his heart was beating for    Never
strayed too far from hearth and home

Says he takes it much too hard              He's
our Messiah

Give my regards to B.J.



(All)

Turn it over, little man



(Mike, w/ others singing "B J")

He took a trip, BJ's on a train

Far far away, but he'll be back again one rainy
day



(All)

B.J. Don't cry no more 

B.J. Don't cry no more 



(Mike speaking)

So there we have a story lived in person told by
proxy

'Bout a mild-mannered mannequin, every Friday hit
the Roxy

Till there his own reflection, showed him his
orthodoxy

Now he hikes the Himmalayas, stuffs his letters
full of moxy!



(All)                                      
(All)

B.J. Don't cry no more                      Never
had a girl to call his own

Found out what his heart was beating for    Never
strayed too far from hearth and home

Says he takes it much too hard              He's
our Messiah

Give my regards to B.J.



He says he takes it much too hard           He's
our Messiah

Give my regards to B.J.



(Mike)

And now he's swinging in the yard,

he's the junior bard,

with the Juliard



(All)

B.J.





From the Liner:

(Mike-lead vocal, guitar, guirra; Murray-vocals,
bass; Jean-vocals, snare; Dave-vocals, accordion)