Brendan Benson - Unfortunate Guy Lyrics
(Benson)This is the sound of the world's smallest violinI've seen worse than the worst trouble you've been inYou're the greatest sufferer that almost never was bornYou've always been the object of ridicule and scornYou hold the title of champion stepchildYour father died in prison and your mother ran wildMaybe you should write a book on pieces of confettiCoz it makes even Shakespeare's plots seem meaningless and pettyYou've had it rough you've made it very clearThat you don't give up you've persevered (no matter how severe)Please don't go on you're gonna make me cryYou've got to beThe most unfortunate guyDon't go on you're gonna make us cryThe most unfortunate guyI've heard some sad luck stories, but yours tops the listAnd you lead the race for the world's unluckiestYou wear that crown of thorns and sit upon that throneYou rule a kingdom of despair and you do it all aloneYou have our sympathy our deepest regretsYou hold the key, which unlocks misfortune's chestYou're giving us the poor mouth what do you stand to gainworld's smallest violinI've seen worse than the worst trouble you've been inYou're the greatest sufferer that almost never was bornYou've always been the object of ridicule and scornYou hold the title of champion stepchildYour father died in prison and your mother ran wildMaybe you should write a book on pieces of confettiCoz it makes even Shakespeare's plots seem meaningless and pettyYou've had it rough you've made it very clearThat you don't give up you've persevered (no matter how severe)Please don't go on you're gonna make me cryYou've got to beThe most unfortunate guyDon't go on you're gonna make us cryThe most unfortunate guyI've heard some sad luck stories, but yours tops the listAnd you lead the race for the world's unluckiestYou wear that crown of thorns and sit upon that throneYou rule a kingdom of despair and you do it all aloneYou have our sympathy our deepest regretsYou hold the key, which unlocks misfortune's chestYou're giving us the poor mouth what do you stand to gainYou're soakin up the sun after selling us the rain
