Thrupenny Tears Lyrics

Thrupenny Tears lyrics

That reminds me of the time I felt

It's time for sin and catholic guilt

Two years later to the day

I had reason to confess



With her hair a shining shade

Of bus-conductress blond

Tales of music and movement

Were told in grip and groan



But to put these thoughts in songs like theirs

Of the honest truth there'd be no trace

Just lying out loud



Meanwhile, I'm back here in wonderland

A sorry sight with flowers in hand

Pours his heart out till his thirst

For college girls is satisfied



Standing there with ego

Proudly on tiptoe

All the time I'm thinking

Well, well, here we go



Another perfect song of greed

Brings the house down to its knees

By dying out loud



One more awful dancer

Steptoe's son, a song and dance of love



When I think of soap operas

And what makes them so popular

The answer's posing

In front of my eyes



Here comes our hero

In 'Hand-me-downs'

And he's strutting to the strain

Of 'Send in the clowns'



And troops his true colors

When no one's around

And his desktop tales

Are the best around but



Putting pain to paper reads

Like a lunge at fame and greed

Just crying out loud, yeah



Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah