Ezra Furman and the Harpoons
Cruel, Cruel World
Lost my job, lost my money in a flashWatching my old life turn to dust and ashCalled you up on the telephoneEnded up in a new town all aloneTook the bus on the highway tangled upFelt the billboards' images fuck me upBuy and sell yourself awakeFall in love with a new thing every dayIt's cold, cold, cruel, cruel world.Saw your hair in the sunlight glisteningTold your stories, you weren't even listeningLiving out of an old suitcaseLooking at your stone-cold pretty faceOut of work like a true AmericanGot real sick with no health-care benefitsEverything turned black and blueGovernment says, "We can't take care of you"Goodbye, goodbye, cruel, cruel world
From Letras Mania