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Morning Is BrokenYou used to be meanYou used to be cruel But you were laughing then And it was no accident Where did the mean man go Is he chasing his shadow? Is he unhappy to report That the gentleman he found is a terrible bore? You know it all You've got all the answers But if that's the case What's with the long face? It's very easy to be brave With your good foot in the grave It's very easy to be cold When there's no one in the world you want to know It's very easy to be suave When you're on your guard Like you always are The sun goes down and now the shadows arise The morning is broken as you mourn your life You smile at your neighbors as you lock your doors You face up the mirror, mister, pimp or whore? Is it hard to let go At the foot of the rainbow Just to be informed That the chase was your reward? Here, have a crock of gold Keep it for when you're old Like a week on Tuesday Hey, wise men say It's very easy to be brave With your good foot in the grave It's very easy to be cold When there's no one in the world you want to know It's very easy to be suave When you're on your guard Like you always are The sun goes down and now the shadows arise The morning is broken as you mourn your life You smile at your neighbors as you lock your doors You face up the mirror, mister, pimp or whore? Put me in the ground |