Lyrics

Newspaper on a mitt What a hit for the kitchen counter people They told me this is it The ins and outs The station and the depot No matter wonder why Has it come so far for you and I We all know we will die But still carry on no suicide Gorillas in our midst Then we kissed the brambles and met up Sunday I wonder what's the risk If twist will turn the words soft and mumbly I hold you while you cry See so far by now the night resembling All the way to the sky The universe and earth Keeps on rumbling A cuckoo on my wrist What'd I miss I asked while looking off somewhere Add laundry to my list Shirts and shorts and even underwear Yes, maybe they were pissed Manage anger if you are are able and willing Bend to the curl of strength If you're fit you'll find its much less filling Newspaper on a mitt What a hit for the kitchen counter people They told me this is it The ins and outs The station and the depot No matter wonder why Has it come so far for you and I We all know we will die But still carry on no suicide