Moxy Fruvous Bittersweet
Now all of the planes have landed And the soldiers are in their beds Smoke rises from their clothing And sweet dreams through their heads Truth faced leaves a strange taste When joy and sadness meet A country rain on a city street This life is bittersweet The boy with the bloated belly Hears today's trucks arrive He puts down his baby sister And makes his way outside Truth faced leaves a stragne taste When joy and sadness meet A country rain on a city street This life is bittersweet Everyone's a novelist And everyone can sing But no one talks when the TV's on... The lightening flashed, and the thunder rolled Dark clouds filled the sky A country rain on a city street This life is bittersweet