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Morning began And your head popped out with your heart and your handsIt's easy to see why you'd gladly shovel dirt for a feeBut where in the world, could a sad, sad, sadder tale be heard?It's over your head to be good, why be content to be led?Now you walk all up and down your streetYour head hung down right to your feetSo take the time to carve your nameOn a rocking chair within the grainAnd wait until the evening sees you thereAnd though the morning went too soonYou're headed through the afternoonSo rack your brains now, see why you should careMiserable girlShe's the end result of a miserable worldYou start to depend on your longing, for the start of the endIt's always the sameNow that life means nothing but hunger and painYour passing away, you have nothing but the start of decayNow you walk all up and down your streetYour head hung down right to your feetAnd wait until the evening sees you thereAnd though the morning went too soonYou're headed through the afternoonSongtexteSo rack your brains now, see why you should careI heard somebody said, you'd rather you were deadSo take the time to carve your nameOn a rocking chair within the grainAnd wait until the evening sees you thereAnd though the morning went too soonYou're headed through the afternoonSo rack your brains now see why you should care Aus Songtexte Mania