Tác giả : Lloyd Cole
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She left you 1958 
When the thought of another fifteen years 
Was more than she could face 
But did you miss her much well hey 
You never gave her too much thought 
In your newspaper grey 
So waste away to morro bay 
You never got around to yesterday 
But money is for taking yes 
And rich is what to be forsaken grey 
And giving it away 
And even jesus has a price 
You're making credit card donations to television faith healers 
Born again missionaries come to morro bay 
They saved your body but your mind hey 
And everything you earned 
You're going to throw it all away 
And waste away tomorrow 
C.a. is where everybody falls down off the wagon under the wheels 
Remember 1970 
When the thought of a day without a drink 
Was more than you could face 
But did you miss her much well hey 
You never gave her too much thought 
In your newspaper grey 
So waste away to morro bay 
Saved your body but your mind paid 
But money is for taking yes 
And rich is what to be forsaken 
Grey and giving it away 
You're going to hurt somebody if you can 
You're going to make somebody understand 
Baby you're a rich man 
Baby you're a rich man