Tytuł: Screwed up

• Wykonawca: Sparks
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In 1900 you held hands and felt like you'd scored
   In 1910 you'd never need a horse anymore
   In 1920 you could dance
   In 1930 lose your pants
   In 1940 you could go to war really soon
   In 1950 you could just be dull and a bore
   In 1960 set the world on fire
   That was then, this is now
   And nothing's blowin in the wind
  
   Chorus:
   Screwed up, that's the problem
   You're going down, down, down, down, down
   Screwed up, that's your problem
   You're coming unwound wound, wound, wound
   You're wasting time seeking comfort
   from any sight or any sound
   I knew you when you weren't a bit screwed up
   Now what you got is spreading around
  
   It really doesn't matter if you know how to sing
   The only thing that matters is the girl that you bring
   So when I saw you sitting there just asking for some curly hair
   I knew that I was getting where I wanted to be
   But someone must have warned you, so it's Anchors Aweigh
   This Johnny's marching home again tonight
   You couldn't leave quietly
  
   You had to tell the world and loud
  
   Chorus:
  
   Screwed up, that's the problem
   You're going down, down, down, down, down
   Screwed up, that's your problem
   You're coming unwound wound, wound, wound
   You're wasting time seeking comfort by having anyone around
   I knew you when you weren't a bit screwed up
   Now what you got is spreading around
  
   I'm getting on my nerves I'm getting
   on my nerves and
   everything you're throwing at me's
   coming up a curve
   Swing & miss
   Swing & miss
   Swing & miss and then you're out