I've read the papers and I've
heard the news
of cutting off laces to spite
some shoes
What's so bad about the right
to choose
It's so sad to be born to
lose
born to lose, born to lose
It's so sad to be born to
lose
Scrambled eggs, scrambled eggs
My brain's feeling like scrambled
eggs
The TV game shows they make
me sad
make me want things that I
never had
I'm so far back from the latest
fad
and I didn't know that I had
it that bad
had it that bad, had it that
bad
I didn't know that I had it
that bad
Scrambled eggs, scrambled eggs
My brain's feeling like scrambled
eggs
Stars in my eyes and I'm weak
in my legs
Have you ever felt like scrambled
eggs?
Manna fell from up above
One man's suffering from the
need of love
A little girl's crying for
the lack of bread
while a rich man kicks himself
in the head
Everybody says "you gotta be
strong
if you want anyone to like
your song
walk in like Liberace and
out like King Kong"
and I'm still trying to figure
out right from wrong
right from wrong, right from
wrong
I'm still trying to figure
out right from wrong
Scrambled eggs, scrambled eggs
My brain's feeling like scrambled
eggs
Stars in my eyes and I'm weak
in my legs
Have you ever felt like scrambled
eggs?
Marco Giunco |
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