Look what they've done to my song, Ma
Look What They've Done To My
Song Ma.
(C)
Look what they've
(G)
done to my
(Amin)
song Ma,
(F)
Look what they've done to my
(Dmin)
song.
It was the
(C)
only thing that
(G)
I could do, half right,
And it's
(F)
coming out all wrong Ma.
(C)
Look what they've
(G)
done to my
(C)
song.
Wish I could find a
good book to live in,
Wish I
could find a good book.
With a
real good book I could loose myself
And never have to come out and
look at,
Look what they've done
to my song.
Look what
they've done to my brain Ma,
Look what they've done to my
brain.
Well they've picked it
like a chicken bone
'Til I think
I'm half insane Ma.
Look what
they've done to my brain.
Look what they've done to
my song Ma,
Look what
they've done to my song.
Well
they've wrapped it up in a plastic bag
And turned it upside down Ma.
Look what they've done to my
song.
Posted: So - Februar 29, 2004 at 12:29 Uhr