Lonely Alcoholic - Live from Sadler's Wells, London/2009
You're a lonely alcoholic
With a tendency to wine
Well you speak it and you drink it
And bore us all the time
Say you drink out of your sorrow
For you've got no one to love
But tell me who could cuddle up
To a lonely alcoholic
You're a stressed out single mother
Who has clearly been harassed
Well you can't predict the future
For you can't erase the past
Cause your baby isn't going anywhere
But up so join the line and get the dole
For the stressed out single mother
I'm a mediocre writer
Who sings all the time
Writing songs about
Misfortunes and other
People's crimes
Well they say that I am
Doing my duty to the world
Oh you could say that is onerous,
I'm just craving to be heard
Ooooo don't leave me alone
Well who is there to listen to
The problems of our lives
You've got kids who just don't eat enough
And men with many wives
If we're altogether screaming
Why can't we make a sound
'Cause the dirt on which we're stepping
Is the one in which we will be found
Ooooo baby don't leave me alone
Well who is there to listen to
The problems of our lives
You've got kids who just don't eat enough
And men with many wives
If we're altogether screaming
Why can't we make a sound
'Cause the dirt on which we're stepping
Is the one in which we will be found
Ooooo baby don't leave me alone
With a tendency to wine
Well you speak it and you drink it
And bore us all the time
Say you drink out of your sorrow
For you've got no one to love
But tell me who could cuddle up
To a lonely alcoholic
You're a stressed out single mother
Who has clearly been harassed
Well you can't predict the future
For you can't erase the past
Cause your baby isn't going anywhere
But up so join the line and get the dole
For the stressed out single mother
I'm a mediocre writer
Who sings all the time
Writing songs about
Misfortunes and other
People's crimes
Well they say that I am
Doing my duty to the world
Oh you could say that is onerous,
I'm just craving to be heard
Ooooo don't leave me alone
Well who is there to listen to
The problems of our lives
You've got kids who just don't eat enough
And men with many wives
If we're altogether screaming
Why can't we make a sound
'Cause the dirt on which we're stepping
Is the one in which we will be found
Ooooo baby don't leave me alone
Well who is there to listen to
The problems of our lives
You've got kids who just don't eat enough
And men with many wives
If we're altogether screaming
Why can't we make a sound
'Cause the dirt on which we're stepping
Is the one in which we will be found
Ooooo baby don't leave me alone
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Holbrook Penniman
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