Weary Willy Songtext
von Rats and Daggers
Weary Willy Songtext
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
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
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