Letra de Harry frazee and no, no, nannette

I followed every single step
Listed in didactic manuals.
I sat up straight.
I prayed to God.
I dress my shutters in matching paint.
I pressed my nose to the grindstone.
I did everything I was told.
I rubbed elbows with the elite
But I still feel so empty.

His parents divorced over
Mother´s parturient belly,
Who, in keeping with martyrdom,
Died upon boy´s delivery.
His father always blamed him
For her early departure.
He was born alone.
He lived alone.
He´ll rot alone.
And die alone.

I followed every single step
Listed in didactic manuals.
I sat up straight.
I prayed to God.
I dress my shutters in matching paint.
I pressed my nose to the grindstone.
I did everything I was told.
I rubbed elbows with the elite
But I still feel so empty.

He sits alone and sobs
Immersed in his trappings of luxury.
He´s never been a big drinker
But tonight his liver would not know it.
The burdens have become a crushing load.
The wrenching twist will soon cause a shift.
The pressure, fleeting and pounding.
I feel the trigger give.