The - Song Without An Ending Lyrics
I like you... I think that youre pretty goodBut I think that you think, that i...Well... that Im a bit undercooked.Im lazy, I play silly jokes & go over the top.& one of these days its gonna get me killed,& that will be my lot!I suppose Id leave you alone, after a while,But Ill lie in my bed, feeding my head,Until I become - fairly intelligent.100,000 people today were burned.I felt a pang of concern,- what are we waitin for - a message of hope.- from the... pope!I think he got shot as well!!!!When everyday of your life, seems the same- as the last,& you know who youre gonna meet- & what theyre gonna askThen supposin your legs just withered away& you had to somehow slide around on yourBackside - for the rest of your days.imagine... that youre happy now.Its easy if you try - because were all caughtUp in a mortifying loop - life.