more, heartache people
No, no, no, no more heartache people,
in my life
You know they"re always
stopping me on the street,
Telling me they"re gonna make it,
this time
And all the time, oh, you know,
it"s a lie
The good hand of fortune,
oh never touched me
Yes they're"ve always had something to work out,
oh, in their lives
Yes and the things they never could see, oh,
always catches them
Yes and I never heard of anybody offering them,
oh, no compromise
They"re gonna wake you up,
at four- fifteen in the morning
Yes with this crazy wild and haunted look,
oh, in their eyes
They"re always playing this brandnew tune,
oh, that"s just for men
Yes and they just wont stop until you,
no, 'til it's realized
I don"t wanna meet, I don"t wanna meet,
no no no no more
Heartache people, no no no no no
I don"t wanna meet,
I don"t wanna meet, I don"t wanna meet,
no no no no more
Heartache people, in my life, in my life, in my life
(Solo Violine) They"re
always in the room,
when the cops break the door down
Yes and it"s easy to spot them standing,
oh, at the end of the line
Yes and the lawyer they always hire,
that's the fall go down
Yes an d the doctor they desperately need,
oh never finds the time
I don"t wanna meet, I don"t wanna meet,
no no no no more
Heartache people no no no no no
I don"t wanna meet, I don"t wanna meet,
I don"t wanna meet,
no no no no no more
Heartache people, in my life,
in my life, in my life
Strung out all along the highway,
strung out all along the highway
Strung out all, strung out, strung out,
strung out, strung out,
Strung out, strung out,
Strung out all along the highway, highway,
for the heartache people