"The Last Polka (Shelved First Attempt)" lyrics

Well, she crept back in the house at half past three
Shook her head to see him snoring in his sleep
"If you really loved me," she said
"I wouldn't have to be so mean"

He's a heap of junk that pours from his top drawer
And sometimes like to spread it out around the floor
It's evidence of what he was like
He likes to remember when

Sha-la-la, sha-la-la, la-la-li
The end is growing near
Yeah, we're treading water now
And holding back our tears
And the day is rising
We're sinking, sha-la, la-lo-li

In a minute, it will all be coming down
And they know it now, but no one makes a sound
It's such a shame to ruin this bright
Lazy, sunny day

Sha-la-la, sha-la-la, la-la-li
The end is growing near
Yeah, we're treading water now
And holding back our tears
And the day is rising
We're sinking, sha-la, la-lo-li

My, my
The cruelest lies are often told
Without a word
My, my
The kindest truths are often spoken, never heard

She said, "You've been pushing me like I was a sore tooth
You can't respect me 'cause I've done so much for you"
He said, "Well, I hate that it's come to this
But, baby, I was doing fine
How do you think that I survived the other twenty-five before you?"

Sha-la-la, sha-la-la, la-la-li
The end is growing near
Yeah, we're treading water now
And holding back our tears
And the day is rising
We're sinking, sha-la, la-lo-li