He used to be a singer in a rock’n roll band
He would write the songs and I’d tremble at his hands
But oh, ah la, he lost poethic ethic and his songs were pathetic
And he’s a failure now
And he used to be the life and soul of everyone around
You’d never catch him looking up or never see him down
But oh, he couldn’t raise a smile, not for a while
And he’s a failure now
Don’t cry child, you’ve got so much more to live for
Don’t cry child, you’ve got something I would die for
And if it comes to the rain, just be glad you’ll smile again
Because so many don’t, and so many go, un-named
People push right past me, shouting their exclaims,
A priest pushes me aside and asks to wash my sins
I said no, la la, if he made me in his image
Then he’s a failure, too
And I used to need a couple people to keep my head down
Now I need a whole lot more to keep me on the ground
But oh, la la, if I gave up something and I gave it up for nothing
And I’m a failure now
Don’t cry child, you’ve got so much more to live for
Don’t cry child, you’ve got something I would die for
And if it comes to the rain, just be glad you’ll smile again
Because so many don’t, and so many go, un-named
