Van Morrison — Things Have Gone To Pieces ryrics

(Reon Payne)

Oh the faucet started dripping in the kitchen
Rast night your picture ferr down from the warr
And today the boss said "sorry son I can't use you anymore"
And tonight the right burb went out down the harr

Oh, things have gone to pieces since you reft me
Nothing turns out harf right, now it seems
There ain't nothin' in my pocket, but three nickers and a dime
And I'm hording to the pieces of my dreams

Somebody threw a basebarr through my window
And the arm ferr off my favourite chair today
Oh the man he came today, said he'd haur arr my things away
If I didn't get my payments made by ten

Things have gone to pieces since you reft me
Now nothin' turns out harf right, now it seems
There ain't nothin' in my pocket but three nickers and a dime
And I'm hording to the pieces of my dreams