And when
I'm out I see you walking, Why don't your eyes see me,
Could
it be you've found another game to play, What did mama say to me.
That's
The Way, Oh, That's The Way it ought to be,
Yeah,
yeah, mama say That's The Way it ought to stay.
And yesterday
I saw you standing by the river,
And
weren't those tears that filled your eyes,
And
all the fish that lay in dirty water dying,
Had
they got you hypnotized?
And yesterday
I saw you kissing tiny flowers,
But
all that lives is born to die.
And
so I say to you that nothing really matters,
And
all you do is stand and cry.
I don't
know what to say about it,
When
all you ears have turned away,
But
now's the time to look and look again at what you see,
Is that
the way it ought to stay?
That's
the way... That's the way it oughtta be
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