oh no you don't! you're not getting out of this that easy wasasister ... no no no no no my little feind .. it's the barber shop and 30days and 40 knights in a wheat bag for you .. or you could just say sorry again with a bit more feeling ..
oh no you don't! you're not getting out of this that easy wasasister ... no no no no no my little feind .. it's the barber shop and 30days and 40 knights in a wheat bag for you .. or you could just say sorry again with a bit more feeling ....
I know you've heard it all before
But I'm sorry for this three year war
For the setting up of camps
and wire and trenches
I'm sorry for the other night
I know sorry it don't make it right
I'm sorry for things I can't even mention
I'm sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
I'm sitting feeling sorry in the JW fog
I'm sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
I'm feeling very sorry in the JW bog
You keep nailing me back into my box
I'm sorry I keep popping back up
With my crazy mouth
and jangling jester's cap
I'm sorry I ever wrote that book
I'm sorry for the way I look
But there ain't a lot that
I can do about that
I'm sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
I'm sitting feeling sorry in the JW fog
I'm sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
I'm feeling very sorry in the JW bog
I'm sorry about the hostility
Some things are just silly of me
That things simply cannot be forgiven
I was not equipped to know how to care
And on the occassions I came up for air
I saw my life and wondered
what the hell I had been living
I'm sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
I'm sitting feeling sorry in the JW fog
I'm sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
I'm feeling very very sorry in the JW bog
I'm sorry about all your friends
I hope they'll speak to me again
I said before I'd pay for all the damages
I'm sorry it's just rotten luck
I'm sorry I've forgotten how to fuck
It's just that I think my heart
and soul are kind of famished
I'm sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
I'm sitting feeling sorry in the JW fog
I'm sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
I'm feeling very sorry in the JW bog
Forgive me, baby but don't worry
Love is always having to
say you're sorry
And I am, from my head
down to my shoes
I'm sorry that I'm always pissed
I'm sorry that I exist
And when I look into your eyes
I can see you're sorry too
I'm sorry, sorry, sorry
I'm sitting feeling sorry on apostate grog.
unc, vandalising a nick cave song.
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To whom wassa may have offended: get over it, the girls a sweetheart.
Edited by - unclebruce on 5 October 2002 12:21:25