Stephen Laycock - Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Keyboard, Percussion
Words and Music by Stephen Laycock
Copyright © 2006 - 2008 Stephen Laycock - All Rights Reserved
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TELL ME WHY
I saw a man today on the news.
He was wearing new capitalistic shoes.
Carrying a gun for fun,
he went into the school, and he shot the girls down.
CHORUS:
Tell me, tell me why.
Tell me why, they had to die.
Ah, tell me why.
Oh, there's a world out there that's look'n kind'a square
But, the people run'n around are kill'n themselves.
And, everybody's happy, and they tell you that they're sappy,
And you don't want'a nappy anymore.
Wake up from the dead. Come out of your head.
Find a way to stop tell'n lies. Oh, baby.
I don't want to see it, I don’t want to go there,
I know it's lost in a world gone mad.
CHORUS:
Tell me why, Ah, tell me why, Ah, tell me why.
Ah, tell me why. Baby, tell me why.
I want'a know.
I want'a know.
Baby, tell me why.
Baby, don't you want'a go, down to the local radio and tell me, tell me why.
Ah, tell me why, I see them come and go,
out of every office, don't you know,
The governments' got a way of make'n us say, we are so happy with our selves.
CHORUS:
Tell me why, Ah, tell me why, Ah, tell me why.
Ah, tell me why. Baby, tell me why.
I want'a know, I want'a know.
Baby, tell me why.
Words and Music by Stephen Laycock
Copyright © 2006 - 2007 Stephen Laycock - All Rights Reserved
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