The Little Things - Danny Elfman, UNKLE

Have you heard the news?

Bad things come in twos.

But I never knew

'Bout the little things.

Every single day

Things get in my way.

Someone has to pay

For the little things.

And I’m through with the stories

And I’m sick to my shoes.

And the walking and the talking,

It’s got nothing to do with

The final solution.

It’s a box full of tricks.

And I’m through with repairs

When there’s nothing to fix,

When there’s nothing to fix,

When there’s nothing to fix,

And it all comes down to you.

Let the headlines wait,

Armies hesitate.

I can deal with fate

But not the little things.

Armageddon may

Arrive anyday.

I can’t get away

From the little things.

With a pile of cares

And a bucket of tears,

I could look at the sunlight

And I feel no fear.

With a mountain of maybes

And some Icarus wings,

And I’m armed with delusions

And one little thing,

And that one little thing,

And that one little thing,

And it all comes down to you.

Have you heard the news?

Bad things come in twos.

But I never knew

'Bout the little things.

Every single day

Things get in my way.

Someone has to pay

For the little things.