too blue (outro)

*my wife’s a woman without wings*

living in the good old USA…
reminiscing about the good old days…

instead i hit the throttle
and ended up covered in (f)lies

she’s scared i’ll hit the bottle
and commit a homicide

so galliantly creepy
so cheery n weepy
so blissfully cheery
so worldly n weary
so happy we’re cryin
so lively we’re dyin
so mad we ain’t speaking
so glad we are…

too blue…

(meet me ’round the corner now…)

find me a son who’s as handsome as you
he’ll play ball like you (too)
and he’ll smell just like you

he’ll make all your mistakes
he’ll feel all your heartaches

gonna have him a ball…
then he’ll run out them all…

with my dreams on their deathbed….
with my toast turned to white bread…

gonna have him a ball…
then he’ll outrun them all…

so happy we made it…
so happy we made it…

will you wait?
(what are we waiting for?)

wasn’t as worldly as i…

so glad you are too…too blue…