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Mr. Nothing Gets WorseYeah I'll make a crash landing on an army site, I'llStep in your cake and I'll ruin your party And if nothing comes out well I maybe shouldn't speak Then I'll live my damn how I damn well please But you get a big whiff from my dirty old laundry Was it something I said, Monday or Friday Every ball I know well they never did blame me The door's slammed shut, you know it's never gonna change me [-] Nothing you've seen and nothing you've heard Nothing gets better, Mr. Nothing Gets Worse Help, I've fallen and I can't get up My head's on backwards and my eyes are glued shut Got lost halfway down the pumpkin trail Threw away the key to my skeleton jail Nothing but silence on my radio waves Musta slipped my mind, was today today? Feeding our feelings to the ceiling fan There's birds in the bush, there's nothing in my hand Like nothing you've seen and nothing you've heard Nothing gets better, Mr. Nothing Gets Worse Well, I'm terribly in love, won't you take me to your room? Got a college degree, can I be a majority? I swear that I read, I just bought a book But I left it in my car, institutions are the worst Forget all the kids with the college diplomas Thought that I knew but I guess I don't wanna Get ready for the worst 'cause I know that I'm the best Like a child with a toy, I'm just a sticky mess Like nothing you've seen and nothing you've heard Nothing gets better, Mr. Nothing Gets Worse Come on, party! |