Sing, Theresa Says

Go to sleep while I gather all my things And I will call you in a couple of days I can hear the June bugs approaching A goddamn army of them in my brain In my brain, in my brain In my brain "Sing," Theresa says, "Sing happy things" "Sing," Theresa says that I do everything One day a man will spring worth loving Worth loving, worth loving Worth loving All of my friends fall from the sky now Many more than I ever thought I had Everyone is sharpening up their angles When all I really want is "Sing," Theresa says, "Sing happy things" "Sing," Theresa says that I do everything One day a man will spring worth loving Worth loving, worth loving Worth loving "Sing," Theresa says, "Sing happy things" "Sing," Theresa says that I do everything One day a man will spring worth loving "Sing," Theresa says, "Sing happy things" "Sing," Theresa says it I do everything One day a man will spring worth loving Worth loving, worth loving Worth loving