MRS GRAY



i will be on my knees with a one way ticket to the broadway trees

i needed your hand, needed then i pleaded to get away

and by the lake, while i stayed i grew tired of this

and the constant grey

so i broke up his hand and turned to the one he's been kissing



'cause everything's falling down today

the shooter's over there in the sand

i got no reason to celebrate

but i could use a little helping hand



concentrate, be amazed by the tight blue jeans worn by mrs gray

and the rest of the gang tumbled out of the classroom

i don't need cotton sheets or the book that spoke of the

autumn breeze and the times that we had

fumbling around in the bathroom



'cause everything's falling down today

the shooter's over there in the sand

i got no reason to celebrate

but i could use a little helping hand

yeah i could use a little helpting hand



by the trees we agreed to abort his will and the need to please

with purpose and pace all of this was new to my head

and i adored this crumpled lawn and i greeted you

with a grinding jaw and a beer in hand

the laugh lines made me second rate



but everything's falling down today

the shooter's over there in the sand

i got no reason to celebrate

but i could use a little helping hand

yeah i could use a little helping hand