Cry
Play me a song to set me free
Nobody writes them like they used to
So it may as well be me
Here on my own now after hours
Here on my own now on a bus
Think of it this way
You could either be successful or be us
With our winning smiles, and us
With our catchy tunes and words
Now we're photogenic
You know, we don't stand a chance
Oh, I'll settle down with some old story
About a boy who's just like me
Thought there was love in everything and everyone
You're so naive!
They always reach a sorry ending
They a
For Heaven's Sake
i surely knew it was a trap ye
yet my hands they would not listen
i shoulda known your word was flap
comin' out all sweet an drippin'
o so where could i go - yes but to the lord
i been to your house an' see what you adore
i left there stiff - stiff as a board
where could i go but to the lord
when will i hurt for heaven's sake
when will i suffer for the sake of heaven
all my love well it is madness
freely given to you folks with gladness
i will not live and die - no not by the sword
i am weak without the joy of the lord
taste and see that the lord is good
let's bend our knees like we know we should
we can't see clear - our eyes are made of wood
taste and see boy that the lord is good