Mr. Blue

Mr. Blue

Dance Hall Crashers
(album: Honey I´m Homely)

You´ve had all the breaks
Learning from your mom´s mistakes
Eating off your daddy´s plate
Spending all your wasted taste
You can´t see past your gate
Once I saw you dip your toe
Past the line at the end of the road
But frightened you came running home

Oh quit your whining
It´s so boring
Play the victim and
Keep me yawning
How do you expect me to believe the scene that you´re describing

You´ve had all the luck
They fought it out for you
Without them you´d be stuck
They held your hand to walk through
Don´t forget you´re bored
And that´s your only problem
Times for you ain´t tough
Try showing them some gratitude

Oh quit your whining
It´s so boring
Play the victim and
Keep me yawning
How do you expect me to believe the scene that you´re describing

Hey there Mr Blue
I´m hurting just by listening to what you´ve been through
Poor baby, or what did they do to you
Whoa poor old Mr. Blue

Inside your white fence
The glass house you´ve created
Things are getting tense
Don´t feel appreciated
Glance out of your window
It looks like sun to me
But you just count the clouds
Sigh and beg for sympathy

Oh quit your whining
It´s so boring
Play the victim and
Keep me yawning
How do you expect me to believe the scene that you´re describing

Hey there Mr Blue
I´m hurting just by listening to what you´ve been through
Poor baby, oh what did they do to you
Whoa poor old Mr Blue

You could sit there forever
Blaming others but never
Allowing things to get better
I keep trying
Maybe I should just give up

Hey there Mr Blue
I´m hurting just by listening to what you´ve been through
Poor baby, oh what did they do to you
Whoa poor old Mr. Blue

Oh quit your whining
It´s so boring
Play the victim and
Keep me yawning
How do you expect me to believe the scene that you´re describing

Hey there Mr Blue
I´m hurting just by listening to what you´ve been through
Poor baby, oh what did they do to you
Whoa poor old Mr Blue