I don't expect my love affairs to last for long Never fool myself that my dreams will come true Being used to trouble I anticipate it But all the same I hate it, wouldn't you?
So what happens now? Another suitcase in another hall So what happens now? Take your picture off another wall Where am I going to? You'll get by, you always have before Where am I going to?
Time and time again I've said that I don't care That I'm immune to gloom, that I'm hard through and through But every time it matters all my words desert me So anyone can hurt me, and they do
So what happens now? Another suitcase in another hall So what happens now? Take your picture off another wall Where am I going to? You'll get by, you always have before Where am I going to?
Call in three months time and I'll be fine, I know Well maybe not that fine, but I'll survive anyhow I won't recall the names and places of each sad occasion But that's no consolation here and now.
So what happens now? Another suitcase in another hall So what happens now? Take your picture off another wall Where am I going to? You'll get by, you always have before Where am I going to?
CoMmies worldwide;
ReplyDeleteBe sure to listen to the Vanguard of Truth in Fraser.
He's got a handle on the Mongoose droppings in his neck of the woods.
Bourbon on the Rocks
Wildly entertaining and informative, all while wearing a goofy hat!
At what point does Joe figure out that being associated with Marty isn't helping his popularity?
DeleteTime to throw that rat off the sinking ship?
As this blog has said repeatedly, "no one is ever glad to have met Marty Prehn."
No one. Ever. Never Ever!
Even his family. Especially his cursed offspring.
I don't expect my love affairs to last for long
ReplyDeleteNever fool myself that my dreams will come true
Being used to trouble I anticipate it
But all the same I hate it, wouldn't you?
So what happens now?
Another suitcase in another hall
So what happens now?
Take your picture off another wall
Where am I going to?
You'll get by, you always have before
Where am I going to?
Time and time again I've said that I don't care
That I'm immune to gloom, that I'm hard through and through
But every time it matters all my words desert me
So anyone can hurt me, and they do
So what happens now?
Another suitcase in another hall
So what happens now?
Take your picture off another wall
Where am I going to?
You'll get by, you always have before
Where am I going to?
Call in three months time and I'll be fine, I know
Well maybe not that fine, but I'll survive anyhow
I won't recall the names and places of each sad occasion
But that's no consolation here and now.
So what happens now?
Another suitcase in another hall
So what happens now?
Take your picture off another wall
Where am I going to?
You'll get by, you always have before
Where am I going to?
Don't ask anymore