Mozart was Buried in a Pauper’s Grave

Mozart was buried in a pauper’s grave and all the money it saved could buy a mess of things these days.

A stereo system for a car you drive where you take girls on rides to places fathers can’t find.

And I just can’t go along with the way you behave when I know Mozart was buried in a paupers grave.

I’m sorry

I’ll go to bed

I’m sure that I used to dream

maybe they’ll come again

I’m sorry

I’m meant to feel

I’m walking like I’m not dead

but my spirit waves the white flag

Mozart was buried in a pauper’s grave and all the time that it saved gave people plenty of time to cave

and instead of all the guys with their hands up the skirts of the drunk girls with tight shirts I just see shovels of dirt

in a world full of cowards it’s hard to be brave cause you may find yourself buried in a paupers grave

I’m sorry

I’ll go to bed

I’m sure that I used to dream

maybe they’ll come again

I’m sorry

I’m meant to feel

I’m walking like I’m not dead

but my spirit waves the white flag