er men don't seem to need a purpose
They just stand and fight for
Older men see living as a circus
The ones who stand up for
the longest need applause
proclaim to have the answers
To the questions no one ever
They cheer and have parades,
It's a crazy world, but I live here
And if you can hear me singing, so do you
And I'm turning out my nightlight
No, there's nothing any one of
Babies cry all day, sometimes for nothing
I have cried all day, but not much more
It ain't easy when you hate
that they're the chosen ones
Women choose to let well enough alone
It's their business till you
some problems of your own
It's a crazy world, but I live here
And if you can hear me singing, so do you
And I'm turning out my nightlight,