Song | They Used To Call It The Blues |
Artist | YoungStar |
Album | Warped Tour 2012 Compilation |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
The sun and me | |
Can’t seem to agree | |
On a time or place to | |
Show our weary heads | |
Every night I start a fight | |
With myself about myself I never win | |
What did people do when they were down and feeling blue? | |
Did they call the doctor and shovel down some pills? | |
Well they use to call it the blues | |
Now they call it a disorder | |
I’m out of order | |
Artificial rays barely get me through the day | |
Dig me up and brush me off and send me on my way | |
Pack all my troubles in a jar | |
Send them out to sea | |
With a note that plainly reads: “Do Not Return To Me!” | |
Well they use to call it the blues | |
Now they call it a disorder | |
I’m out of order |
The sun and me | |
Can' t seem to agree | |
On a time or place to | |
Show our weary heads | |
Every night I start a fight | |
With myself about myself I never win | |
What did people do when they were down and feeling blue? | |
Did they call the doctor and shovel down some pills? | |
Well they use to call it the blues | |
Now they call it a disorder | |
I' m out of order | |
Artificial rays barely get me through the day | |
Dig me up and brush me off and send me on my way | |
Pack all my troubles in a jar | |
Send them out to sea | |
With a note that plainly reads: " Do Not Return To Me!" | |
Well they use to call it the blues | |
Now they call it a disorder | |
I' m out of order |
The sun and me | |
Can' t seem to agree | |
On a time or place to | |
Show our weary heads | |
Every night I start a fight | |
With myself about myself I never win | |
What did people do when they were down and feeling blue? | |
Did they call the doctor and shovel down some pills? | |
Well they use to call it the blues | |
Now they call it a disorder | |
I' m out of order | |
Artificial rays barely get me through the day | |
Dig me up and brush me off and send me on my way | |
Pack all my troubles in a jar | |
Send them out to sea | |
With a note that plainly reads: " Do Not Return To Me!" | |
Well they use to call it the blues | |
Now they call it a disorder | |
I' m out of order |