Blue Paper

She used to clean up nicely, play dress up
Now shes throwing her clothes away, says she needs the added space
She used to walk on concrete, now the sidewalk
Isnt green enough for her, says she misses
Mother Earth
She keeps on telling me, im not made for this
So they never give you the time of day but do you really care
Oh no, i dont buy it for a second
Now you say youre finished up with the finer life of trawlers and yet
Oh no, i dont buy it for a second
Now you say you cant find the time to figure out you left ammends
Oh no, i dont buy it for a second
Now you say you want peace and quiet but could you really stand
Before your halcyon days were numbered
Weather would become dark sects as, in the desert
You dont choke on the winters end, and the sky isnt even there
You dont need to leave the house when, its a palace
And theres no one to offend, take a walk every now and then
She keeps on telling me, im not made for this
So they never give you the time of day but do you really care
Oh no, i dont buy it for a second
Now you say youre finished up with the finer life of trawlers and yet
Oh no, i dont buy it for a second
Now you say you cant find the time to figure out you left ammends
Oh no, i dont buy it for a second
Now you say you want peace and quiet but could you really stand
Before your halcyon days were numbered, thats another, old problem
Spin me on your mirror
The other side looks greener
Write it on blue paper
Think about it later
Spin me on your mirror
The other side looks greener
Write it on blue paper
Think about it later