Woorden:
Randy Newman Bad Love

Since I was a child I've tried to be what I am not I've lied and I've enjoyed it all my life I lied to my dear mother To my sisters and my brother And

The Great Nations of Europe Had gathered on the shore They'd conquered what was behind them And now they wanted more So they looked to the mighty ocean

I have nothing left to say But I'm gonna say it anyway Thirty years upon a stage And I hear the people say Why won't he go away? I pass the houses of

I want everyone to like me I want everyone to like me real bad I want everyone to approve of me 'Cause when they disapprove of me it makes me feel so

it feels like To have to beg a little bum like you for love? God damn it you little bitch, I'd kill you if I didn't love you so much Shame Shame Shame

When Karl Marx was a boy He took a hard look around He saw people were starving all over the place While others were painting the town (buh, buh, buh