They're playing sad songs all week on the radio
For all the lost and the lonely and the wretched.
And it did wonders for the women and the gays
So they're rolling it out across the airwaves.
But when the choppers were circling the streets
And you, naked and raging in the cooling heat.
Your friends all turned away
With affected concern and dismay
And you howled through your pain by night and by day.
Look at the
Sad Face, sad face
What you doing round this place?
One solitary tear
We needed so much more.
Sad Face, sad face
You've got no business in this place
Run along will you please
And take your sad face away from me.
This is the day your life will surely change
This is the day your life spins out of range.
Scrawling your truths on your arm with a bookies pen
Never got you a goddamn thing!
Look out! The tagline read
"We're sorry"
And "this time, you're on your own kid from now on"
And William Wallace has got nothing on you
Oh but on this freezing night, neither do you
Look at the
Sad Face, sad face
What you doing round this place?
One crocodile tear
We needed so much more.
Sad Face, sad face
You've got no business in this place
Run along will you please,
I'm down on one wounded knee.
Run along will you please and take your sad face away from me.
