Lyrics

(Turn it up) (Okay) Lost my job, lost my money in a flash Watch my old life turn to dust and ash Called you up on the telephone Ended up in a new town all alone Took the bus on the highway tangled up Felt the billboards' images fuck me up Buy and sell yourself awake Fall in love with a new thing every day It's cold, cold Cruel, cruel world Cruel, cruel world Cruel, cruel, yeah (Ooh-ooh-ooh) Saw your hair in the sunlight glistening (ooh-ooh-ooh) Told you stories, you weren't even listening (ooh-ooh-ooh) Living out of an old suitcase (ooh) Looking at your stone-cold pretty face (ooh, ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh) Out of work like a true American Got real sick with no healthcare benefits Everything turned black and blue Government says, "We can't take care of you" Goodbye, goodbye Cruel, cruel world Cruel, cruel world Cruel, cruel, cruel (Ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Writer(s): Ezra Furman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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