"All Gone Fuzzy" lyrics
"All Gone Fuzzy"
It's all gone fuzzy on the tv screen
I guess I should've paid the bill
I keep on thinking I can deal with it soon
But I know that I never will
The phone keeps ringing, vibrating off the table
But I want to be left alone
To fall asleep and dream about the good old days
When I used to be a rolling stone
Lost in the moment I remember a time
Photographic memories of when you were mine
I just want to fade away
Somebody is knocking on my door
While I pretend to be out of town
I peek through the curtains
And watch as they walk away
I can see the car parked right outside but
I don't recognize the face
I don't want to see them, I want to run and hide
Down into the secret place
Where I'm underground, safe and warm
Away from all the falling bombs
And the men who can do bad things to you
If they catch you writing protest songs
Going to the market in a cheap disguise
In the kitchen cooking up some alibis
I just want to fade away
Somebody is knocking on my door
While I pretend to be out of town
I peek through the curtains
And watch as they walk away
Somebody
Somebody
Somebody
Somebody
Somebody is knocking on my door
While I pretend to be out of town
I look through the curtains
And watch as they walk away
It's all gone fuzzy on the tv screen
I guess I should've paid the bill
I keep on thinking I can deal with it soon
But I know that I never will
Writer(s): Anthony M Scalzo
- AZLyrics
- F
- Fastball Lyrics
album:
"The Help Machine" (2019)
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