Mock Orange Payroll
When I settle down and stare at the guy who shot me in the face with a four year frown, it's hard to get it all back.
When Spring time arrives, Summer begins and all the phony friends come stumbling by. You have to let them in. Start all over again and again
The time we take to move. 160 to go. 160 below. Miles and stiles and bright days turned blue.
When I settle in, Spring time begins and all the best of friends come to say goodbye. It's hard to get them all back. Not looking so well. Oh well.
Who turned on the let down. What a sound. Watered down. Who turned on the radio. Who is on the payroll.
What has it come to be. Come and see. Let me know where you plan to go. Come on.
What has it come to be. Come and see. Let us know where you plan to go. Come on. Not feeling so well.
Who turned all the lights down. What a show. What a go. Where did all my patience go.
Where did all the time go. What do I know.
Who turned on the let down. What a sound. Watered down. Who turned on the radio. Who is on the payroll.
