Playwright Fate - I Blame Coco

You may point with the crooked cane

You conspire on my broken brain

And playwright fate will have his way

We’re all actors in this play

We’re all passengers on his train

And playwright fate don’t make me stay

And soon enough the brakes won’t take the weight

That is depending, and it’s the strain on my left arm takes

I’m just hoping for a happy ending

So long, sir

You’re in a land where you don’t belong

Just keep kissing through the kissing song

You’re in a land where you don’t belong

So, so long friends

So long family

The letters were sent

I’m gonna die here beautifully

Now the housecat’s on his seventh life

He said his goodbyes to his beautiful wife

He said he’s going to a land where mice grow on trees

He said he’s going to a place where beasts like us roam free

He said come with me

We’re gonna die here gracefully

We’re in a land where we don’t belong

Just keep kissing through the kissing song

We’re in a land where we don’t belong

You see there’s clearly something wrong

Just keep kissing through the kissing song

We’re in a land where we don’t belong

Get out of this place

Inhabitants of the children with the cheap cocaine

And the playwright fate will have his way

'Cause we are as brittle as biscuits

Sarcastic, the English are bright

We’re in a land where we don’t belong

Just keep kissing through the kissing song

We’re in a land where we don’t belong

You see there’s clearly something wrong

Just keep kissing through the kissing song

We’re in a land where we don’t belong