Well
I'm going to the house upon the hill, the place where they give you
pills
The rooms are always chilled, they're never cosy
Where
they give three suits a year and at Christmas time a bottle of beer
And
at Easter time the mayor comes round, he's always smiling
Where
the old ladies sit by the garden wall and they never hear the bluebird
call
Never notice the leaves that fall ‘cause they're all crazy
Where
the red bus stands by the great big gate
The red bus that's
always late, you know why it's always late
‘Cause it's always
empty
Funny, funny, funny, funny, oh so funny that's
it's making me cry
Funny, funny, funny, funny, oh so funny
Lord, sometimes I wish I could die.
Now this pagan
life is getting me down, my brow is filled with a furl and a frown
My
eyelids lower as low as can be but I'm not sleeping
I wander
round that Brixton Square with the bottles strewn everywhere
Under
tables and under chairs and they're all broken
Where the big
red face of the man on the beat
Says Hey, have you had
something to eat?
Thrusts out his yellow teeth, they're all
for biting
Where I don't have a cent and I don't know how I'll
pay the rent
I think I'll turn bent and make some money
Funny,
funny, funny, funny, oh so funny that's it's making me cry
Funny,
funny, funny, funny, oh so funny Lord, sometimes I wish I could die.
So
if you know a way I can go from out of this show you know
You
could give me a golden glow but you're not trying
You'd never
lift a regular hand, you call me a lazy man
Who on earth will
ever understand I'm really trying
So I'm going to the house
upon the hill, the place where they give you pills
And where
the doctors they don't kill ‘cause they're so friendly
Where
the red bus stands by the great big gate
The red bus and it's
always late, you know why it's always late
Because it's always
empty
Funny,
funny, funny, funny, oh so funny that's it's making me cry
Funny,
funny, funny, funny, oh so funny Lord, sometimes I wish I could die.
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