Tytuł: The all of the world's own optimist
- Wykonawca: Aimee Mann
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The Fall of the World's Own Optimist
There's no charity in you
and that surprises me
I guess I thought you were
a golden idol
'cuase I called you majesty
on the balustrade
you watched me hunt for tips
I was obliged to pick up
from the passing trade
Hey, kids - look at this
it's the fall of the world's own
optimist
I could get back up if you insist
but you'll have to ask politely
'cause the eggshells I've been
treading
couldn't spare me a beheading
and I'll know I had it coming
from a Caesar who was only
slumming
Hey, kids - look at this
it's the fall of the world's own
optimist
Well, I could have objections
which you could override
but what's the point - we're only
flogging the horse
when the horseman has up and
died
once I testified
and swore I'd never leave a stone
unturned -
I bet you're really glad that I lied
Hey, kids - look at this
it's the fall of the world's own
optimist
I could get back up if you insist
but you'll have to ask politely
'cause the eggshells I've been
treading
couldn't spare me a beheading
and I'll know I had it coming
from a Caesar who was only
slumming
Hey, kids - look at this
it's the fall of the world's own
optimist
Hey, kids - look at this
it's the fall of the world's own
optimist
I could get back up if you insist
but you'll have to ask politely
yes, you'll have to ask politely
yes, you'll have to ask
