Janis Ian - Sweet Misery lyrics
[Janis Ian - Sweet Misery lyrics]
When all that matters in the end
Are the good times that have been
When living's tiresome, killing a sin
And death is easy, if you've been
And you don't think of the
Bad times when you're dyin'
I don't believe you hear what I said
Don't bar the windows, keep out of my way
I've got so little time to pray
I want to have fun
I got no time to take from my games
To pay my dues riding box-car trains
Throw me a pillow-fight, let's go insane
I like to run
So hurt no one else
Put your cares on a shelf
And come along with me, sweet misеry
It don't matter if you're six or sixty-three
Once you havе lost your hold on the dream
Forget that you're human become a machine
You're old and you're tethered
But if you'd really like to be free
Forget calculations, and ancient history
Take hold of the dream, grab it with me
'Cause now it's forever
So hurt no one else
Put your cares on a shelf
And come along with me, sweet misery
All that matters in the end
Are the good times that have been
Living's tiresome, and killing a sin
Death is easy if you've been
And you don't think of the
Bad times when you're dyin'
Are the good times that have been
When living's tiresome, killing a sin
And death is easy, if you've been
And you don't think of the
Bad times when you're dyin'
I don't believe you hear what I said
Don't bar the windows, keep out of my way
I've got so little time to pray
I want to have fun
I got no time to take from my games
To pay my dues riding box-car trains
Throw me a pillow-fight, let's go insane
I like to run
So hurt no one else
Put your cares on a shelf
And come along with me, sweet misеry
It don't matter if you're six or sixty-three
Once you havе lost your hold on the dream
Forget that you're human become a machine
You're old and you're tethered
But if you'd really like to be free
Forget calculations, and ancient history
Take hold of the dream, grab it with me
'Cause now it's forever
So hurt no one else
Put your cares on a shelf
And come along with me, sweet misery
All that matters in the end
Are the good times that have been
Living's tiresome, and killing a sin
Death is easy if you've been
And you don't think of the
Bad times when you're dyin'