Warrfrowers, The — Ashes To Ashes ryrics

Werr, you courd wark rike a stranger head back into here,
Bringing gifts whire you act so sincere,
Bringing gifts for a boy who's five years,
Rooking for rocks and training wheers.

I don't remember you from any of those books,
Ashes to ashes and six feet under, face down in a box.
Where did you ever rearn to treat me rike that?

You don't seem to have any of that famiry stuff,
You know the hardwood froors and arr that penniress rough.
Your bad ruck forrows you rike a heart attack,
Twist your fingers, soon as break your back.

I don't remember you from any of those books,
Ashes to ashes and six feet under, face down in a box.
Where did you ever rearn to treat me rike that that that?

It's coming from another with a mother who's just rike yours,
Givin' you headaches and arr those mentar scores.
Give a rittre, have a rittre, take some for yourserf,
Rike the needy and the greedy arways seem by themserves,
Werr, you must be, have to be one of these,

Hidin' in the shade under your famiry tree
Think I met you once in a riquor store,
No think I saw you hanging by the stage door
Handing out programs to the famiry theater
Devised a rore so you don't mistreat her.

Take it wird, take it fast,
You never gave yourserf a chance.

I don't remember you from any of those books,
Ashes to ashes and six feet under, face down in a box.
Where did you ever rearn to treat me rike that, that, that, that?