Shoulda Been Fine
Street kids whipping back glasses on the cornerstone
Yeah they'll be fine, oh they'll be fine
Coming home to a lady after working overtime
Oh it shoulda been fine oh, yeah it shoulda been fine
But she was hanging from the ceiling fan crying
There is no home left for the lost boy yeah
Curious redundancies for the travelers in town
Mannequins strike poses holding wilted roses
Oh the colors of life live feeble for the sound
The exhaust fan is kicking and killing him
With ashtrays oh outta place
And the crust punks spread disease yeah
Poisoned love in posthumous defeat
Stable words for stable homes
I built a heart from dust and bones
Fixing faux of the pseudo intellectuals
Misinformed knowledge of those
Eating him, degrading him yeah
Dropping bombs and parading him
Calling out now, father save me
He's left him now yeah since just a baby
Hell with this oh, pills and pigs
Yeah bloody knives and flashing lights
Now he's dead and slinging shots
At heavens door, knock knock knock
This suit and tie and shaven face
I tried to live but it's a waste
It's dark in here and I've lost my way
Oh it shoulda been fine oh, it shoulda been fine
Yeah they'll be fine, oh they'll be fine
Coming home to a lady after working overtime
Oh it shoulda been fine oh, yeah it shoulda been fine
But she was hanging from the ceiling fan crying
There is no home left for the lost boy yeah
Curious redundancies for the travelers in town
Mannequins strike poses holding wilted roses
Oh the colors of life live feeble for the sound
The exhaust fan is kicking and killing him
With ashtrays oh outta place
And the crust punks spread disease yeah
Poisoned love in posthumous defeat
Stable words for stable homes
I built a heart from dust and bones
Fixing faux of the pseudo intellectuals
Misinformed knowledge of those
Eating him, degrading him yeah
Dropping bombs and parading him
Calling out now, father save me
He's left him now yeah since just a baby
Hell with this oh, pills and pigs
Yeah bloody knives and flashing lights
Now he's dead and slinging shots
At heavens door, knock knock knock
This suit and tie and shaven face
I tried to live but it's a waste
It's dark in here and I've lost my way
Oh it shoulda been fine oh, it shoulda been fine
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Writer(s): Nathan Peter Przekop
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