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Susan Lowery: Music

What's Wrong Willy?

(Susan Lowery)
What’s wrong Willy, Willy what’s wrong?
What’s wrong Willy, Willy what’s wrong?
Shadows on your face are etching deeper.
I can see it in your eyes and your life full of lies,
You’re gettin’ real serious.
You can’t believe in having fun when your work is never done,
You’d follow misery anywhere.
You’ve got to know that this is it, come on now give a shit
What’s wrong Willy?

We’re so tired of all the games you play, torturing the ones you love
All night and day.
One day up the other straight down, turning everybody upside down,
blaming every living soul around, for the bad luck you've found, what’s wrong Willy?

Grandma died, of a stone cold heart, paralyzed by fear, her hands were clenched like falcon claws, ridged from the life that seeped away, yeah. You know they had to crack her bones, as her face was re-sewn to hide the anguish. Whew. When they laid her to rest, it was a horrible mess, by the screaming face we saw, we think she died all alone, well, she just couldn’t go on really, well - what the hell’s the matter with you boy! You’re just a stones throw apart, don’t die of a frozen heart, well what’s wrong on Willy!

We’re so tired of all the games you play, torturing the ones you love,
all night and day.
One day up the other straight down, turning everybody upside down,
blaming every living soul around, for the bad luck you've found, what’s wrong Willy?

What’s wrong Willy? What’s wrong, with you boy? Well what’s wrong Willy?
Willy what’s wrong, what’s wrong Willy? Willy what’s wrong, what’s wrong Willy?

Willin’ the wall of hate away, Willin’ the wall of hate.
Willin’ the wall of hate away, Willin’ the wall of hate.
Well what’s wrong Willy?