Lyrics




Stop this world, let me off
There's too many pigs in the same trough
There's just too many buzzards sitting on the fence
Stop this world, it's not making sense
Stop the show, hold the phone
Better days this lad has known
Better days oh so long ago
Hold the phone and won't you stop the show
Well it seems my little playhouse has fallen down
I think my little ship has run aground
I feel like I'm in the wrong place
My state of mind is a disgrace
So 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
Stop this game, you know it's ruining me
Well I, I got too smart for my own good
I just don't do the things I know I should
There's bound to be some, some better way
I just got one thing that I'd like to say
So won't you stop this game, deal me out
I know too well what it's all about
I know too well what it had to be
Stop this game, you know it's ruining me




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