Lyrics

Hey Mr. Postman, quit bringing me letters There's far more than I can use, they're tumbling out of my closet Rolling from under my bed when I'm running through ladders Just saw a black cat across my path, its scratch is deep, irritating I've had a run-in with the world because I wasn't paying attention I relax better with a drug, worry is better left alone And all I want to do is sleep, but the ceiling won't let me One day I'll sing "Hurrah, hurrah," one day I'll sing "Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah, hurrah" No clue what I'll do after that You can steal all the thunder, I'll hand over the lightning Just leave a little howling wind, but you're not taking the rain It's a sound I find soothing, what do you say about that? It turns gray into total darkness and it brings out the rats I've had a run-in with the world because I wasn't paying attention I've shot better with a sword, a bite left better as a bark And all I want to do is bleed, but the tourniquet won't let me One day I'll sing "Hurrah, hurrah," one day I'll sing "Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah, hurrah" No clue what I'll do after that Hoorah Hoorah Hey hey hey hey!