Lyrics Stop This World - Herman Brood

Stop this world, let me off
Too many pigs in the same trough
There's too many buzzards on the fence
So won't you top this world, it's not making sense

Stop this show, hold the phone
Better days this lad has known
Better days so long ago
So won't you hold the phone, and stop the show

I think my little playhouse has fallen down
I think my little ship has run aground
Feel like I'm in the wrong space
My state of mind is a disgrace

Won't you stop this game, deal me out I know too well what it's all about
I know too well that it had to be
So won't you top this game, you know it's wrecking me

Think my little playhouse has fallen down
Think my little ship has run aground
Feel like I'm in the wrong space
My state of mind is a disgrace

So won't you stop this world, let me off
Too many pigs in the same trough
Too many buzzards on the fence
So won't you top this show, it's not making sense