And with what shall I fix
The hole in the bucket, dear Liza
Where the honeyed diamonds of the light
Leaving your eyes were?

Shall I cancel the play?
What, three showings a day?
It was shitty we couldn't stay longer
Beneath the bridge we kissed
I was busy eating mama's wrist before that

I walked into the room and was made sick by the room
I painted a painting known as A Girl And Her Broom
Its figures all lit up
Nagasaki at night, at war with the devil

It ain't easy being a baby like you
It ain't easy being a baby like me
It ain't easy being a baby like you
It ain't easy being a baby like me

Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da
Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da
Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da
Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da

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Writer(s): Daniel Bejar