She's natural in her beauty
I guess you could say she's just an unapproachable comedienne
Having much faith in her talent
She did her work, no comedienne, and
She's not been the clown
She did her work
But her heart was quietly crying
I guess she even felt guilty
About even dying
Sad Mabel Normand...
So my friend is continuing
On a destructive road
His life passes before him like an unfortunate circumstance
He and his friends are at odds
And he is not winning
Why does someone always have to win
He says it's matter
Strange things do follow
When you love someone
So you put someone in exile
How 'bout I call you "Beloved Exile"
He called today
He says..."Don't give up"
I ask him, "What are you talking about"
I said, "Things are not the same"
Since you've been gone, Rome burned down
And it's still all the same
So I moved away from the house that held
Nothing but waiting for messages
All through the day seasons, running with the sun
And I prayed every day for the answers
In a still, and almost silent night
He began to hide his beauty
And I learned to say the words
Well, just whose side are you on, anyway
Change sides
What does it matter
Still you change...sides
Every other day, you just change sides
So, continue on your destructive road
Your life passes before me like an unknown circumstance
You and your friends are at odds
And you are not winning
Why does someone always have to win
And all those races that are run
They cause patterns
Strange things do follow when you love someone
So you put that someone in exile
And you say, I'd write a book about it
And call it "Beloved Exile"
Well, her life was a gas
Simply everything that happened
Well, the old lady said, "yes it was sad"
She fought a losing battle
One day at a time
She might even make it through tomorrow
Maybe even another show
Natural in her beauty
I guess you could say she was just unapproachable
Baby comedienne
So beautiful
So beautiful
She fought a losing battle
She might even make it through tomorrow
So beautiful
So beautiful
Sad Mabel Normand...
So beautiful
I guess you could say she's just an unapproachable comedienne
Having much faith in her talent
She did her work, no comedienne, and
She's not been the clown
She did her work
But her heart was quietly crying
I guess she even felt guilty
About even dying
Sad Mabel Normand...
So my friend is continuing
On a destructive road
His life passes before him like an unfortunate circumstance
He and his friends are at odds
And he is not winning
Why does someone always have to win
He says it's matter
Strange things do follow
When you love someone
So you put someone in exile
How 'bout I call you "Beloved Exile"
He called today
He says..."Don't give up"
I ask him, "What are you talking about"
I said, "Things are not the same"
Since you've been gone, Rome burned down
And it's still all the same
So I moved away from the house that held
Nothing but waiting for messages
All through the day seasons, running with the sun
And I prayed every day for the answers
In a still, and almost silent night
He began to hide his beauty
And I learned to say the words
Well, just whose side are you on, anyway
Change sides
What does it matter
Still you change...sides
Every other day, you just change sides
So, continue on your destructive road
Your life passes before me like an unknown circumstance
You and your friends are at odds
And you are not winning
Why does someone always have to win
And all those races that are run
They cause patterns
Strange things do follow when you love someone
So you put that someone in exile
And you say, I'd write a book about it
And call it "Beloved Exile"
Well, her life was a gas
Simply everything that happened
Well, the old lady said, "yes it was sad"
She fought a losing battle
One day at a time
She might even make it through tomorrow
Maybe even another show
Natural in her beauty
I guess you could say she was just unapproachable
Baby comedienne
So beautiful
So beautiful
She fought a losing battle
She might even make it through tomorrow
So beautiful
So beautiful
Sad Mabel Normand...
So beautiful