You might believe this one.

Try not to sew it yourself

The threading won't stretch none.

Don't give me none of that line.

Why not?

Got to sing something.

Love's song there's nothing to find

Why not?

Dead before playing.



Don't sing a tune to yourself

You might believe this one

Try not to sew it yourself

The threading won't stretch none

Who says the things that go in

The song is only saying.

Dead thought can kill a good thing

The band is only playing.

Don't give me none of that line.

Why not?

Got to sing something.

Love's song there's nothing to find

Why not?

Dead before playing.



Why not climb a hill

With someone who hates you

Why not hate someone

Who climbs a hill with you

And as time passes by

Your feet start slipping

And you are wondering why

There is no forgetting



Don't sing a tune to yourself,

You might believe this one

Try not to sew it yourself

The threading don't stretch none

Who says the things that go in

The song is only saying

Dead thought can kill a good thing

The band is only playing

Don't give me none of that line

Why not?

Got to sing something

Love's song there's nothing to find

Why not?

Dead before playing

Dead before playing.