Pity You

	作词 : Mothersbaugh
	Pity you, you're telling me you've got a problem
	A nervous sort of contraction, a mindless kind of reaction
	You never get no satisfaction
	Here's to you,
	I know you really got a problem
	A nasty kind of reflection, a dangerous sort of destruction
	That makes it difficult, makes it hard to reach
	Takes it all away from what you had in mind, yeah, yeah, yeah
	Pity you, you're telling me you've got a problem
	A nervous sort of contraction, a mindless kind of reaction
	A nasty sort of contraction, you never get no satisfaction
	But there's some big fat point that you seem to be missing
	And it's driving you to destruction
	But it doesn't seem to stop you in the least
	Or halt this obsession got you going on back
	Week after week, day after day, hour after hour
	From where you came for more of the same, yeah, yeah

	zuò cí : Mothersbaugh
	Pity you, you' re telling me you' ve got a problem
	A nervous sort of contraction, a mindless kind of reaction
	You never get no satisfaction
	Here' s to you,
	I know you really got a problem
	A nasty kind of reflection, a dangerous sort of destruction
	That makes it difficult, makes it hard to reach
	Takes it all away from what you had in mind, yeah, yeah, yeah
	Pity you, you' re telling me you' ve got a problem
	A nervous sort of contraction, a mindless kind of reaction
	A nasty sort of contraction, you never get no satisfaction
	But there' s some big fat point that you seem to be missing
	And it' s driving you to destruction
	But it doesn' t seem to stop you in the least
	Or halt this obsession got you going on back
	Week after week, day after day, hour after hour
	From where you came for more of the same, yeah, yeah