Mister Serious
Who said anything?
Hey, there's something
Holds tight feeling and it's too late
Just these sick minds
Lived lives, lazy stupid
Behave, naughty
Immersed, dreary
One side did try
Halfhearted and left us
Tongue tied, sundried cold and useless
Empty world is that
Too much to stay inside
Didn't cry at all
Didn't make me suffer
Writer/s: Mark Van Fleet Hoagland, Paul P Hoagland
