Bad Baby Blue

Bad Baby Blue
We’ll I’ve been lachrymose too
Bad baby blues
When it’s not up to you, yeah
Bad Baby Blue
Got me talkin' to mountains
Bad Baby Blue
Ram your fists down through your ripped out rotten shirt
Back alive I’m feeling bad enough to kill
Spare the seasons of the winters in your soul
Name the reasons, please
And Bad Baby Blue here’s to lookin' at you
Bad Baby Blue very vile with you
I found it so hard to listen to you
Bad Baby you tell me what you laugh about
Bad Baby Blue you tell me when you cry
I wanna kiss my television when you’re on
Count your angels in the suitcase of your heart
Angels sitting in your cafeteria mind
You’re a bad baby