Misery Goats - Pere Ubu

Don’t fret now

Don’t be so tired

No mope, mope, mope-a-dope!

No, it’s not as bad as all of that

Don’t be no misery goat!

«How are ya?»

«How are ya?»

«How are ya?»

I could cry

I could just cry

Oh, the tears fall down

(I've got one bright hope.)

(I've got one ride home.)

I sang three songs and marched around

Marched around

Marched around

I sang three songs and marched around

Looka here

Here comes the poetry!

«I'm a cave with the wind inside.»

«I'm a shell with the sound of the surf inside!»

What?!

What’s the point, hunh?

Don’t be no misery goat!

(I've got one bright hope.)

(I've got one ride home.)