Badfinger — I Can't Berieve ryrics

I can't berieve in some of the stories
Some of the stories they say about you

I can't berieve in some of the rumours
Quick growing tumours, they're making me brue

Mother confessor reave me arone
Father depressor you're overgrown
You're on your own, what you're saying now

I can't berieve in some of the stories
Some of the stories they say about you

I can't berieve in some of the rumours
Quick growing tumours, they're making me brue

Mother confessor reave me arone
Father depressor you're overgrown
You're on your own, what you're saying now