Lyrics:
Jerry Jeff Walker, John Inmon, Keith Sykes
Oh these days, I'm a nervous wreck,
Trying to live my life so politically correct
Don't smoke here, don't
knew comes to my house and says
Hello
There ain't no sense in feeling lonely
They got no faith in you
But I've got a feeling you still owe me
So
This is a mean old world
Try live in by yourself
This is a mean old world
Try living in by yourself
Can't get the one you love
You got to try
me
Ah things ain't what they used to be
No, no, no, radiation underground and in the sky
Animals and birds who live near by are dying oh
Oh
the life that we live for us
Get rid of the life that we live for us
Multiply by trust, divide by trust
It equals love, equals love
You're part of the math
Buy yourself a car and a house to live in
Get yourself a girl, someone different
Buy yourself a dream and it won't mean nothing
Gonna run it
you doing in a place like this?
In a crowded room, what are the odds?
What's a guy like me doing in a place like this?
Getting close to you, but here
Living by herself
In a heart full of dust
Lives a creature called lust
It surprises and scares
Like me
Like me
My name Isobel
Married to myself
I'm miserable now
In my life
Why do I give valuable time
To people who don't care if I live or die?
Two lovers entwined pass me by
And heaven
Crowded House
I don't want to see
That in my head,
Yet, all of this exists.
We live in a crowded house,
Too tired to hold on.
And all these
There's a little house I drive by everyday going into town
And it just kills me to see how he's let it run down
When I built it, to hear you tell
, I mean you just hurting my feelings (man)
We got lives, we want to live nice too
We got moms, dads, wise kids just like you
But I ? a few, its hell
inside you
Someone who'll be strong beside you
Through all the days that you live
I've made up my mind that you're gonna love me
I've made in my heart
need
Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men
Wasn't any difference to me
Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade
House on fire, debts unpaid
This is a mean ole' world
Baby, to live in all by yourself
I said a mean, mean, mean ole' world
To live in all by yourself
When you can't get
112, right by the staircase, perfect place
When they evacuate, they meet they fate
Ron pass the gasoline, the nigga pass me kerosene
Fuck it, its
long
Some are happy when they have big cars
To ride around and they puff cigars
Give me a rattle trap model T
I'm as happy as a kid could be
A house
need
Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men
Wasn't any difference to me
Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade
House on fire, debts unpaid
knew comes to my house and says
Hello
There ain't no sense in feeling lonely
They got no faith in you
But I've got a feeling you still owe me
So
I just dropped by to see the house
I used to live in
I hope that you don't mind
I won't stay very long
So long ago someone and I lived here
me by the seat of the pants
I don't have nothin' to bother me
As happy as a possum in a lemon tree
If I had a wife that'd work at all
I wouldn't
I'd come for
She said "I'm sorry son but no one by that name lives here anymore"
My father's house shines hard and bright
It stands like a beacon
under that live oak
My favorite dog is buried in the yard
I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start
of the sweet spot
By the scruff of your knee socks
You and me could've been a team
Each had a half of a king and queen seat
Like the beginnin' of Mean
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