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Oh yeah....oh yeah

Not a never from me well...it beats watching you
My baby saw some happy people yesterday, that I never knew
Never too much violence every time we had a war
You belong shirt and now the skins and
Well we're flying through the door

These are violent times and I only want to do my part
Sing til hatred steps and smile at what we've only thought, cause

Chorus:
I need understanding
Just a pack or two
Help me with my troubles
And what to deuce
And I don't feel no aging
There ain't nothin new
Yeah well drive me in the ocean and paint me blue

Don't have a worry, I don't have a care
I don't have a sound piece of mind, but I managed to dare
I don't like my neighbors, well there just not my kind
I think it might be home for the wells? and I really don't mind

These are the golden years
Well I think it's time we catch them in
We sit in our rocking chairs and
We talk about the good old days, cause

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These are violent times and I only want to do my part
Sing til hatred steps and smile at what we've only thought, cause

(chorus)

Baby won't you paint me, won't ya paint me blue (repeat 4 x's)
Oh yeah....oh yeah      Not a never from me well...it beats watching you   My baby saw some happy people yesterday, that I never knew   Never too much violence every time we had a war   You belong shirt and now the skins and   Well we're flying through the door      These are violent times and I only want to do my part   Sing til hatred steps and smile at what we've only thought, cause      Chorus:   I need understanding   Just a pack or two   Help me with my troubles   And what to deuce   And I don't feel no aging   There ain't nothin new   Yeah well drive me in the ocean and paint me blue      Don't have a worry, I don't have a care   I don't have a sound piece of mind, but I managed to dare   I don't like my neighbors, well there just not my kind   I think it might be home for the wells? and I really don't mind      These are the golden years   Well I think it's time we catch them in   We sit in our rocking chairs and   We talk about the good old days, cause      (chorus)      These are violent times and I only want to do my part   Sing til hatred steps and smile at what we've only thought, cause      (chorus)      Baby won't you paint me, won't ya paint me blue (repeat 4 x's)