You're a lonely alcoholic With a tendency to whine Well you speak it And you drink it And bore us all the time Say you drink out of your sorrow For you've got no one to love But tell me, Who could cuddle up To a lonely alcoholic?
You're a stressed out single mother Who has clearly been harassed Well you can't predict the future For you can't erase the past Cuz your baby is growing Anywhere but up So join the line and get the dole For the stressed out single mothers
I'm a mediocre writer Who sings all of the time Writing songs about misfortunes And other peoples crimes Oh they say that I am doing My duty to the world Or you could say that that is onerous I'm just craving to be heard
Please tell me who will listen To the problems of our lives There are kids who just don't eat enough And men with many wives If we're all together screaming Why can't we make a sound Oh cuz the dirt on which we're stepping Is the one in which We will be found (2x)