Sad People Don'T Sing
Sad people don't sing
I thought they were the ones who sang
They sung the blues
Some sing pity-party blues, and
lure others to join in
But silence is a song
I've heard it sung in my sanctuary blue
Men in deep navy blue sang it, too
I watched them with their slain crew
A mighty throng stood strong
Their slain; heroes all along
Sad people don't sing
They'll speak to you in tongues
Make no excuse for tools you use
We guard what's left of our sanity
Freedom's state of mind is for everyone to find
Sad people don't sing
They'll declare your honey, lemon
They will obsess with what they won't fathom
Some wallow, word for word, groaning
The ground they stand on is quick silvery light
Too light for their mood; they'll have party blues
On hard-core land with a mule
Not so fast! Pity-party blues must last
Blue sea and blues melody
Is this your story, your song?
Sad people don't sing
They think the enemy is man?
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