Weary Willy

I wanna wear my knives at the carnival
I wanna cause bar fights at the carnival
It's all the family rides and the weather
I wanna wear my knives at the carnival

I wanna take a big swing with a hammer strong
I wanna dance in the sun too, I am done
I wanna take a big swing with a hammer strong
Bim Bam

Weary Willy is back in town
To turn that frown around
He's up on stage crying
Whilst we're of laughter dying

Weary Willy's in my bathroom mirror
Clenching teeth in a white frowned beard
A life of great depression
Will turn you to aggression

You might think you're living
I assure you that you're dead
In this park full of zombies
It is hard to keep your head

Pick your silly horse on the merry
Go round and round and round
And round and round and round
Till it all powers down

So sad, so mad
So sad, so mad
So sad, so mad
So sad, so mad

So sad, so sad, so mad
So sad, so sad, so mad
So sad, so sad, so mad
So sad, so sad, so mad

Weary Willy is back in town
To turn that frown around
He's up on stage crying
Whilst we're of laughter dying

Weary Willy is in my bathroom mirror
Clenching teeth in a white frowned beard
A life of great depression
Will turn you to aggression



Credits
Writer(s): Imara Speek
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