Wild Mushrooms
(Sorry seems to be (huuuh) the hardest word)
nana na nananana
What do I got to do to make you love me
What do I got to do to make you care
What do I do when lightening strikes me
And awake to find that you are not there
What do I got to do to make you want me
What do I got to do to be heard
what do I say when it's all over (baby)
Sorry seems to be the hardest word
chorus:
It's sad (so sad) so sad
It's a sad sad situation
And it's getting more and more absurd
It's sad (so sad) so sad
Why can't we talk it over
Oh, it seems to me
nana na nananana
What do I got to do to make you love me
What do I got to do to make you care
What do I do when lightening strikes me
And awake to find that you are not there
What do I got to do to make you want me
What do I got to do to be heard
what do I say when it's all over (baby)
Sorry seems to be the hardest word
chorus:
It's sad (so sad) so sad
It's a sad sad situation
And it's getting more and more absurd
It's sad (so sad) so sad
Why can't we talk it over
Oh, it seems to me
Lonely Town
"The best thing about being on the road is that now I can write my big road opus.
I can write my big song about being on the road, which I couldnt do.
Cuz every artist has to have that sort of like..."
I strolled into town on a Friday night
Another lonely town
Did I mention that it's a brand new town on this Friday night?
It's the town that I'm referring to
When I refer to this town
The coffee's stale
And the cigarettes have...tobacco in them
And...lightening. . .