La La La Lyrics

La La La

We're just three white rich kids bitching 'bout the world
We think we've got
problems - we ain't got problems
The man in the oily coat shouting at the
world
Should we try to see him or only stop his screaming
La la la la la,
la la la la la
La la la la la - so goes our song


We say the grass
on the other side's colored by war
We think we really see this but do we
really see it
The only green that matters in this cardboard world
Always
ready to condemn it but still we're soaking in it
La la la la la, la la la
la la
La la la la la - tell you Madge knows

When you're seething with
attitude
Or breathing for multitudes
Be sure to call your mom
I know
she'll come along
And help you to be strong
When you need another
loan


When you're breathing with attitude
Or seething for
multitudes
Be sure to call your mom
I know she'll come along
When you
need another loan
'Cause you want to buy this song

We're just three
white rich kids bitching 'bout the world
We think we've got problems - we
ain't got problems
The man in the oily coat shouting at the world
Ready
to condemn him, still we're soaking in it
And it's a secret test
Go and
talk to the West
It's just another dime in vain