Saturday, 27 June 2009

He only sings when he's sad, But he's sad all the time, so he sings the whole night through, Yeah, he sings in the day-time, too.  He only dreams when he's sad, And he's sad all the time, so he dreams the whole night through, Yeah, he dreams in the day-time, too.  There may be  mermaids under the water, There may even be a man in the moon, But Vincent, time is running out, You better get yourself together soon.  Out of Buffalo, the man, Below the belt, he swung, and then after the bell has rung, Another cheap shot, here it comes.  Another cheap shot, here it comes.  He only laughs when he's sad, And he's sad all the time, so he laughs the whole night through, Yeah, he laughs in the daytime, too.

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