Playwrite Fate – I Blame CocoBy You may point with the crooked caneYou conspire on my broken brainAnd playwright fate will have his wayWe’re all actors in this playWe’re all passengers on his trainAnd playwright fate don’t make me stayAnd soon enough the brakes won’t take the weightThat is depending, and it’s the strain on my left arm takesI’m just hoping for a happy endingSo long, sirYou’re in a land where you don’t belongJust keep kissing through the kissing songYou’re in a land where you don’t belong [x2]So, so long friendsSo long familyThe letters were sentI’m gonna die here beautifullyNow the housecat’s on his seventh lifeHe said his goodbyes to his beautiful wifeHe said he’s going to a land where mice grow on treesHe said he’s going to a place where beasts like us roam freeHe said come with me [x2]We’re gonna die here gracefullyWe’re in a land where we don’t belongJust keep kissing through the kissing songWe’re in a land where we don’t belongYou see there’s clearly something wrongJust keep kissing through the kissing songWe’re in a land where we don’t belong [x2]Get out of this placeInhabitants of the children with the cheap cocaineAnd the playwright fate will have his way‘Cause we are as brittle as biscuitsSarcastic, the English are brightWe’re in a land where we don’t belongJust keep kissing through the kissing songWe’re in a land where we don’t belongYou see there’s clearly something wrongJust keep kissing through the kissing songWe’re in a land where we don’t belong [x2] www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20