paroles de chanson Tracy Had A Hard Day Sunday - The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band
People
are
paper
mache
People
and
the
games
they
play
I'm
going
off
on
a
fantastic
voyage
And
I
won't
let
anything
bother
me
We'll
be
too
happy
to
worry
Living
from
day
to
day
All
my
friends
are
beautiful
people
People
are
paper
mache
People
and
the
things
they
say
And
I
get
hurt
so
easily
If
Tracy
wants
to
know
I've
gone
Before
I
left
I
paid
all
her
bills
I
finally
couldn't
take
it
anymore.
I'm
tired
of
telling
her
speed
kills
Tracy
had
a
hard
day
Sunday
She
had
to
be
herself
And
no
one
else
Tracy
had
a
hard
day
Sunday
Oh
yeah.
Her
parents
came
to
town
to
visit
She
cleaned
out
her
medicine
chest
She
vacuumed
the
sofa
and
all
the
rest
Acting
so
prim
and
proper
Taking
the
money
they
had
to
offer
Smiling
when
they
finally
went
away
People
are
paper
mache
She
lit
her
candle
at
both
ends
And
started
flipping
out
on
Monday
There's
not
another
boy
in
town
That
she
can
go
on
through
There's
not
another
kick
that's
new
Mirror,
mirror
on
the
wall
She's
has
a
very
long
way
to
fall
I
tried
to
help
her
but
she
wouldn't
listen
Tracy
had
a
hard
day
Sunday
She
had
to
be
herself
And
no
one
else
Tracy
had
a
hard
day
Sunday
Oh
yeah.
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