You ain't like those other girls There's nothing like you in this world You got something more than curls You ain't like those other girls You ain't like those other guys There's something different in your eyes You got something hard to find You ain't like those other guys I think I'm always sad I think I'm always sad I think I'm always gonna be sad 'Cause you're the best I've ever had A million miles between us now Why can't we just work things out? I think I'm always sad I think I'm always sad I think I'm always gonna be sad 'Cause you're the best I've ever had

The monkey's organ grinder, isn't grinding anymore And I can't shake the feeling that I've seen this dream before Fucking up and then falling down but it punts me to the door And I can't see the ceiling 'cause I'm faced down on the floor Tears are what you want Tears are what you got There must be an answer to the question I don't know It's too close to midnight and there has to be no show Breaking up and then falling down and my heart beats much too slow Best notify the other brother, there's no place to go Tears are what you want Tears are what you got Vegetable, mineral Animal, I don't know What you want, what you need I've become recently deceased A recently deceased A recently deceased A recently deceased A House of Blues blue A cocaine and disabled J-A-M-C-O-D J-A-M-C-O-D J-A-M-C-O-D J-A-M-C-O-D J-A-M-C-O-D J-A-M-C-O-D J-A-M-C-O-D J-A-M-C-O-D J-A-M-C-O-D

Walking along a railroad track Where I go, I don't look back Head to toe, I'm dressed in black Head to toe, I'm dressed in black Head to toe, I'm dressed in black Head to toe, I'm dressed in black Head to toe, I'm dressed in black Ay-ay Ay Ay They don't know Just never seen I take the time and I walk along I take the time and I'm walking down I'm walking along this railroad track Take my time, she said, "I'm ready" Take my time Take my time, I'm ready (Take my time) Ah-ah-ah-ay Ah-ah-ah-ay Ah-ah-ah-ay...

Unlike the mole I'm not in a hole And I can't see anyway Just like a doll I'm one feet tall But dolls can't see anyway This frozen stare The clothes and hair These make me taste like a man Tied to a door Chained to a floor An hour glass grain of sand Life in a sack Is coming back I'm like the clock I'm like the clock I'm like the clock on the wall On the wall On the wall Swim in the sea Swim inside me But you can't swim far away I never grew Covered up by you And nothing grows anyway Life in a sack is coming back I'm like the clock I'm like the clock I'm like the clock on the wall On the wall On the wall Wish you can, wish you can The way you're staring at me, babe Staring at me now I can try I can try I mustn't try (try) I mustn't try But you're making lie But you're making lie But assume we ain't talking Does it feel good?

Hey honey what you trying to say As I stand here Don't you walk away And the world comes tumbling down Hand in hand in a violent life Making love on the edge of a knife And the world comes tumbling down And it's hard For me to say And it's hard For me to stay I'm going down To be by myself I'm going back For the good of my health And there's one thing I couldn't do Sacrifice myself to you Sacrifice Baby baby I just can't see Just what you mean to me I take my aim and I fake my words I'm just your long time curse And if you walk away I can't take it But that's the way that you are And that's the things that you say But now you've gone too far With all the things you say Get back to where you come from I can't help it Under the april skies Under the april skies Under the april sun Under the april skies Under the april sun Under the april sun Under the april skies Under the april sun Under the april skies Sun grows cold Sky gets black And you broke me up And now you won't come back Shaking hand, life is dead And a broken heart And a screaming head Hey, hey Under the april sky Under the april sun Under the april sky Under the april sky

Deep one perfect morning As the sun is heading up Into the sky And I'm sitting here warming To the coldness of the things That meet my eye Something in me's stirring And the moon and all the stars Fail to comply And my thoughts are turning backwards And I'm picking at the pieces Of a world that keeps turning The screws into my mind Something in me's chilling And nothing in me's willing To focus my attention On the sky Past the weakened eyes That feel and scream Into your soul Better to paint my hate On the walls Before the picture goes And my thoughts are turning backwards And I'm picking at the pieces Of a world that keeps turning The screws in my mind And I can see a wide world For me to tame