The Earth Is Flat

The weather man's the only one
That's talkin' in this house
Frozen dinners, different rooms
You've been sleepin' on the couch

It don't take an Einstein to know
That our love used up its flair gun a long, long time ago

Go on, honey, tell me that this thing's still love
And heaven is below us
Hell is up above
The sky is green
The grass is blue
Race cars don't go fast

Honey, you love me
And yah, the earth is flat

Now, you might bring me roses
A couple times a year
The other 364
It's like I ain't even here
We could keep on playin' make believe
They say that ignorance is bliss, but, hey, ain't this misery?

Go on, honey, tell me that this thing's still love
And heaven is below us
Hell is up above
The sky is green
The grass is blue
Tomorrow's in the past

Honey, you love me
And yah, the earth is flat

We could keep on playin' make believe
Just ignore Columbus; hell, it's third grade geography

Go on, honey, tell me that this thing's still love
Like heaven is below us
Hell is up above
The sky is green
The grass is blue
A wedding dress is black

Honey, you love me
Keep on tellin' yourself that
Honey, you still love me
And yah, the earth is flat



Credits
Writer(s): Lauren E. Weintraub, Alexander Wren
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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