Charlie Brown’S Parents

I can't hear what you're saying, what you're doing to me

Can't you see?

I've taken joys of life to pry open your words

So pry open your words

I don't want to talk about Elvis No, I don't want to go on pretending, no

Because it feels like not talking to, talking to

Charlie Brown's parents

And it feels like I'm talking to

Lonely morning down to visit

Stop his mother with this issue

One lonely morning when he's down to visit

Stop his mother with this issue

Come and hear what you're saying, what you're doing to me, can't you see it won't take

And I can't just let you pry open your words

I don't want to talk about Jesus

And I don't want to go on converting

Because it feels like I'm talkin' to, talkin' to Charlie Brown's parents

It feels like I'm talkin' to a lonely, moanin', down-to-earth, busy, snuffin' mother with this issue

While world is lonely, when it's down to business, stuff is money, when it's in show

'Cause indeed, want yourself, what you're doing to me

Can't you see, you're not taking yourself, life to pry open your words

What is it? No, we know without a fist, this stuff is mind-blowing, this is show!

What is this? No, we want it out of fist, this stuff is mind-blowing, this is show!

'Cause indeed, what you're saying, what you're doing to me

Can't you see it won't take 'em just a

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