You're a fool to cry Daddy you're a fool to cry And it makes me wonder why" I'm a fool baby She says, "Daddy you're a fool to cry I put my head on her shoulder When I come home baby And I've been working all night long

Lower than deep, oh Doing it wrong, oh Anywhere you want Singing along, oh I'm higher than high, oh And singing along, oh Did they tell you, you should grow up When you wanted to dream. Did they warn you, better shape up

And if you should survive to a hundred and five Look at all you'll derive out of bein' alive And here is the best part, you have a head start If you are among the very young at heart Fairy tales can come true It can happen to you if you're young at heart

She wish she was a nigga Baby look in the mirror You got your hair and your nails done You fucking who you want Not thinking you was wrong Bitch you wish you was a nigga Damn you should be ashamed Acting like those pussy lips can't hang You been going

As we walk down the country lanes, Hear the wind within the trees, Telling mother nature 'bout you and me Ah caught you smiling at me, That's the way it should be, Like a leaf is to a tree, so fine Ah all the good times we had, I sang love songs so glad

And nobody knows it but me. I should have been chasing you, That you were all that mattered to me, That I kept inside of me and maybe, That what we had was all we ever need. I should have been trying to prove, I should have said all the things, I could

Hell is for children Hell is for hell Because hell And you know that their little lives can become such a mess And you shouldn't have to pay for your love with your bones and your flesh They cry in the dark, so you can't see their tears They hide in the

It's your fuckin' birthday (oh, birthday) It's a fuckin' celebration (oh oh) Tonight we celebrate Seems like time's out of our control It's a celebration, oh oh To be, to feel, and fill That emptiness inside you Petty bullshit shouldn't excite you On

I question all the voices in my head Are they mine or have I been misled? Total understanding doesn't seem to mean a thing When you can't see behind the silver screen, a figurine Can't you hear me scream? It seems I should have walked away Reverse the

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la We should be on by now Take your time Time, he's waiting in the wings He speaks of senseless things His script is you and me, boys Time, he flexes like a whore Falls wanking to the floor His trick is you and me, boy