song without an ending þarký sözü

i like you... i think that you´re pretty good
but i think that you think, that i...
well... that i´m a bit undercooked.

i´m lazy, i play silly jokes & go over the top.
& one of these days it´s gonna get me killed,
& that will be my lot!

i suppose i´d leave you alone, after a while,
but i´ll 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 you´re gonna meet
- & what they´re gonna ask
then supposin´ your legs just withered away
& you had to somehow slide around on your
backside - for the rest of your days.
´imagine´... that you´re happy now.
it´s easy if you try - because we´re all caught
up in a mortifying loop - life.