Lyrics:
been spending too much of our lives
Living in a pastime paradise
Let's start living our lives
Living for the future paradise
Praise to our lives
been spending too much of our lives
Living in a pastime paradise
Let's start living our lives
Living for the future paradise
Praise to our lives
Take away, the scent of flowers
Cover up, the sky of blue
Close my ears to tender love songs
They remind me too much of you
Hide young lovers
You know the war you fought in wasn't too much fun
And the future you're giving me holds nothing for a gun
I've no wish to be living sixty years
love
I can feel it in the air
Feel it up above
Feel the tension everywhere
There is too much blood
Too much blood, well alright
Everything you
as it gathers in a pool by your feet
You turn up the heat
Tossing and turning, you cannot sleep
Quietly weep, you're in too deep
Five, four, three,
M-m-much, too much
I admit I'm still watching the days go by
And sleeping alone is starting to break me down
It's cold, but I should've known
I admit
M-m-much, too much
I admit I'm still watching the days go by
And sleeping alone is starting to break me down
It's cold, but I should've known
I admit
many people
Making too many problems
And there's not much love to go around
Can't you see this is the land of confusion?
This is the world we live in
tried to reach you
But you were much to high
Much too high
Much too high
Much too high
Immigrants and faggots
They make no sense to me
They come
the other cheek now
Would that be, would that be too much fun for them?
Look who's talking
Guilty feet nowâ?¦
Well let me tell you people
It's
baby
We could not bear the mental strain
Leave you, I never meant to
Now you see how much you hurt me
But, if you ever need me
I'll be by your side
baby
We could not bear the mental strain
Leave you, I never meant to
Now you see how much you hurt me
But, if you ever need me
I'll be by your side
glasses in a twin-sized bed
And your mother's tellin' stories 'bout you on the tee-ball team
You taught me 'bout your past, thinkin' your future was me
tried to reach you
But you were much to high
Much too high
Much too high
Much too high
Immigrants and faggots
They make no sense to me
They come
the time
This is the place
So we look for the future
But there's not much love to go 'round
Tell me why this is a land of confusion?
This is the world
the time
This is the place
So we look for the future
But there's not much love to go 'round
Tell me why this is a land of confusion?
This is the world
And this is the time, this is the place
So we look for the future
But there's not much love to go around
Tell me why this is a land of confusion
Ah Ah
into that situation
I'm too young, not ready yet
I got so much to do
Got to take it step-by-step
It's best for me and you
It's up to us
Not to jump into
Too much on my mind, just too much on my mind (Repeat 4x)
[Charlie Brown]
My mind, ready to go, it's time
I gotta gotta know, where I'm going in
no such thing as too much Purell
This a cautionary tale, word to George Orwell
So don't 1980-force any plugs into sockets
Always wear a chastity
down at my table, put your mind at ease
If you relax it will enable me to do anything I please
I can read your future, I can change it 'round some too
number five on the radio station
Won a four-day, three-night beach vacation
Deep sea senorita fishing down in Panama
And I ain't gotta see my ex future
There's only need
I love your need
So much I'm losing me
I cannot see the reason for the Pain
With hungry joy
I'll be your toy
Just hoping you
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