Common Sense - John Prine

You can’t live together, you can’t live alone

Considering the weather

Oh my, how you’ve grown

From the men in the factories

To the wild kangaroo

Like those birds of a feather

They’re gathering together

And feeling exactly like you

They got mesmerized by lullabies

And limbo danced in pairs

Please lock that door

It don’t make much sense

That common sense

Don’t make no sense no more

Just between you and me, it’s like pulling

When you ought to be shoving

Like a nun with her head in the oven

Please don’t tell me that this really wasn’t nothing

One of these days, one of these nights

You’ll take off your hat and they’ll read you your rights

You’ll wanna get high every time you feel low

Hey, Queen Isabella, stay away from that fellow

He’ll just get you into trouble, you know?

But they came here by boats and they came here by plane

They blistered their hands and they burned out their brain

All dreaming a dream that’ll never come true

Hey, don’t give me no trouble or I’ll call up my double

We’ll play piggy-in-the-middle with you

You’ll get mesmerized by alibis

And limbo dance in pairs

Please lock that door

It don’t make much sense

That common sense

Don’t make no sense no more