It’s really Too bad He became a prisoner of his own past He stabbed the moment in the back With the round thumbtack That held up the list of things he gotta do It’s really, No good He’s moving on before he understood He shot the future in the foot with every step he took From the places that he’s been ’cause he forgot to look
Better staple it together then call it bad weather Staple it together then call it bad weather [3x] Mm hmm
Well I guess you could say That he don’t even know where to begin ‘Cause he looked both ways but he was so afraid Digging deeper to the ditch With every chance he missed And the mess he made ‘Cause “Hate” is such a strong word And every brick he laid A mistake they say That his walls are getting taller His world is getting smaller
Better staple it together then call it bad weather Staple it together then call it bad weather [3x] Mm hmm
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It’s really Too bad He became a prisoner of his own past He stabbed the moment in the back With the round thumbtack That held up the list of things he gotta do It’s really, No good He’s moving on before he understood He shot the future in the foot with every step he took From the places that he’s been ’cause he forgot to look
Better staple it together then call it bad weather Staple it together then call it bad weather [3x]
If the weather gets better We should get together Spend a little time and we could do whatever And if we get together we’ll be twice as clever So, staple it together and call it bad weather, mm hmmm