Murray

I know a man Who lives under his covers Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Lost his mind from the tv Now he's playing God Somebody told him That he was no good at Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Talking out the left side Of his mouth And he won't follow These lines he's drawn for him And he don't want to try If seeing is believing Wonder what he sees here every night Three little boys Dress up in the morning Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Come back home from the school yard Talking about love But on this occasion The boys feel the same Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Something's holding them back there I bet it was their mom And we both know That people change When truth's not part Of their lives I see the love in their eyes Don't say goodbye Goodbye I know a man who wakes up In the evening Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Lost his mind from the tv Now he's playing God Somebody told him that He's good for nothing Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Now he screen prints American tee shirts Through the night If seeing is believing Wonder what he sees here If seeing is believing Lord what he sees here If seeing is believing Lord what he sees here If seeing is believing Lord what he sees here If seeing is believing Lord knows what he sees here If seeing is believing Lord knows what he sees here If seeing is believing Lord knows what he sees here every night