Paint Me Blue Lyrics

	作曲 : Goff, Stanley, Thomas, Yale
	There's not enough of me well,
	There's way too much of you
	I think I saw some happy people yesterday and that'll never do.
	There's never too much violence,
	Ain't it time we had a war
	You leave on your shirt and
	I'll be skins
	And we'll go flying through the door (intro to chorus 1)
	These are violent times
	And I only want to do my part,
	To sink to hatreds depths and smile at what we've all become (chorus)
	I need understanding,
	Just a pack or two,
	To help me with my troubles, and what to do's
	I don't feel no raging,
	There ain't nothing new,
	Drop me in the ocean,
	And paint me blue.
	I don't have a worry,
	I don't have a care,
	I don't have a sound piece of mind,
	But I manage to fare
	I don't like neighbors,
	Well they're just not my kind
	And I think it might be all for the whales,
	And I really don't mind (intro to chorus 2)
	If these are the golden years,
	Then I think it's time to cash them in
	To sit in our rocking chairs
	And talk about the good old days (chorus) (solo) (intro to chorus 1) (chorus)

	zuo qu : Goff, Stanley, Thomas, Yale
	There' s not enough of me well,
	There' s way too much of you
	I think I saw some happy people yesterday and that' ll never do.
	There' s never too much violence,
	Ain' t it time we had a war
	You leave on your shirt and
	I' ll be skins
	And we' ll go flying through the door intro to chorus 1
	These are violent times
	And I only want to do my part,
	To sink to hatreds depths and smile at what we' ve all become chorus
	I need understanding,
	Just a pack or two,
	To help me with my troubles, and what to do' s
	I don' t feel no raging,
	There ain' t nothing new,
	Drop me in the ocean,
	And paint me blue.
	I don' t have a worry,
	I don' t have a care,
	I don' t have a sound piece of mind,
	But I manage to fare
	I don' t like neighbors,
	Well they' re just not my kind
	And I think it might be all for the whales,
	And I really don' t mind intro to chorus 2
	If these are the golden years,
	Then I think it' s time to cash them in
	To sit in our rocking chairs
	And talk about the good old days chorus solo intro to chorus 1 chorus

	zuò qǔ : Goff, Stanley, Thomas, Yale
	There' s not enough of me well,
	There' s way too much of you
	I think I saw some happy people yesterday and that' ll never do.
	There' s never too much violence,
	Ain' t it time we had a war
	You leave on your shirt and
	I' ll be skins
	And we' ll go flying through the door intro to chorus 1
	These are violent times
	And I only want to do my part,
	To sink to hatreds depths and smile at what we' ve all become chorus
	I need understanding,
	Just a pack or two,
	To help me with my troubles, and what to do' s
	I don' t feel no raging,
	There ain' t nothing new,
	Drop me in the ocean,
	And paint me blue.
	I don' t have a worry,
	I don' t have a care,
	I don' t have a sound piece of mind,
	But I manage to fare
	I don' t like neighbors,
	Well they' re just not my kind
	And I think it might be all for the whales,
	And I really don' t mind intro to chorus 2
	If these are the golden years,
	Then I think it' s time to cash them in
	To sit in our rocking chairs
	And talk about the good old days chorus solo intro to chorus 1 chorus

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