In the church one day you will get hurt In the school teacher's such a fool And if they would ever come 'round here They would ever come Blame it on my style, take a pill Don't tell me how to feel Bad news and tunes Sing it from the high Singin' some sad song Uncle Sam, playin' in the sand Understand, hold my hand Time is never gonna stop runnin' Never gonna stop Take me to the top of the trees Don't take me for a cracked window pane Bad news and tunes Are shinin' from the high Singin' some sad song Don't rehearse, this is the last verse In the hearse, goin' through your purse And if they would ever laugh, not here They would ever laugh Blame it on my style, once again Don't take me for a ride in the rain Bad news and tunes Shinin' from the high Singin' some sad song
In the church one day you will get hurt In the school teacher's such a fool And if they would ever come 'round here They would ever come Blame it on my style, take a pill Don't tell me how to feel Bad news and tunes Sing it from the high Singin' some sad song Uncle Sam, playin' in the sand Understand, hold my hand Time is never gonna stop runnin' Never gonna stop Take me to the top of the trees Don't take me for a cracked window pane Bad news and tunes Are shinin' from the high Singin' some sad song Don't rehearse, this is the last verse In the hearse, goin' through your purse And if they would ever laugh, not here They would ever laugh Blame it on my style, once again Don't take me for a ride in the rain Bad news and tunes Shinin' from the high Singin' some sad song
