Curve Low And Behold
It never rains but it pours On a sleepy town, north of New York It's an old, old score
It's a cold, cold world
How we gloat At others misfortune A nation of reptiles Given to nothing It's an old, old score
It's a cold, cold world
Tainted you could say But never frightened For it is not in my nature I was born of stronger stuff Lies and deceit will never be enough It's just cause and effect Effect and frustration That leads to desperation And eventual separation It's an old, old score
La La La La La La La
It never rains A nation of reptiles Given to nothing
