| Lyrics: | You line em' up
pick out your shoes
you hang names on your wall
then you shoot them
all
You fly around in planes
that bring you down
to meet me who loves
you
likely crash into the ground
Are you so lonely
you don't even know
me
but you'd like to stone me
Mr writer why dont you tell it like it is
why
don't you tell it like it really is
before you go on home
I used to treat you
right
give you my time
but when i turn my back on you
then you do what you
do
With you just enough in my own view
education to perform
i'd like to shoot
you all
And then you go home
with you on your own
what do you even
know
Mr writer why don't you tell it like it is
why dont you tell it like it really
is
before you go on home
And then you go home
with you on your own
what do
you really know
Mr writer why don't you tell it like it really is
why don't you tell
it like it always is
before you go on home
Mr writer why don't you tell it like it
really is
why don't you tell it like it always is
before you go on home
Yeah,
yeah, yeah,yeah,yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah,yeah,yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah,yeah,yeah
Yeah,
yeah, yeah,yeah,yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah,yeah,yeah |
