Vendelay

Well, it's been half a year
Since my ball was properly stocked
And relations on whole
Haven't quite been, oh, so clockBut though you're not the key
To this emotional lock
Thar still doesn't change
The values of your stocksNow I hear people
Talking garbage about you
And as goes with such things
The most of it ain't trueSo I write this song just to say to you
I believe in you, I do, VendelayNow the word is on the street
That your ball gets properly stocked
And by word you consider it being
Oh, so clockWell I'm not your spokesman
But still a man of words
And no matter how untrue
I know the garbage always hurtsI dont know nowadays
What it takes to get me bewitched
For a person like me
Who's just starving to get ditchedLet's just hope that our ropes
Ain't so firmly fixed
And if you'd asked me I'd say
Nix, VendelayI know that life is very bad
When you're picking up the pieces
Of what you had and people say
I want you, I want you, I want youYeah, they want you all right
But just for a while but hang on in there
And you'll pull it through
'Cause I believe in you, I do
And there's a reason why I do, Vendelay