Mother came the other day
Fresh off the interstate
Smokin' a cigarrette
Life's will is long she said
Father burstin' through the door
Hopin' for more applause
Playin' at the factory
Doesn't make him happy
Always thought we needed more
So they went and got some more
How can life be beautiful
Without being pitiful
Life is always weird and hard
When you're convinced it ends in sad
A loving touch is all you need
Can you help him please?
Brother readin' poetry
Walkin' down as the disorderly
He says that he's happy
That's why he's never laughin'
Pants for the quarter me
Hittin' all the morbidly
Sad things you'll never see
Livin' the memory
Life is always weird and hard
When you're convinced it ends in the start
A loving touch is all you need
Can you help him please?
Can you help him please?
