And i broke like a bad joke... - The weakerthans

And I broke,
Like a bad joke,
Some bodies' uncle told,
At a wedding reception in 1972.

Where a little boy under a table with cake in his hair,
Stared at the grown-ups feet as they danced and swayed.

And his father laughed and talked on the long ride home.
And his mother laughed and talked on the long ride home.
And he thought about how everyone dies someday.
And when tomorrow gets here where will yesterday be.
And fell asleep in his brand new winter coat.

Buy me a shiny new machine,
That runs on lies and gasoline,
And all those batteries we stole from smoke alarms,
And disassembles my despair,
Never took me anywhere,
It never once bought me a drink.

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Music

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• weakerthans
• belgium

[fitzhamilton]

I think the line and title go "I'm broke, like a Bad Joke.."

I could be wrong, but I pretty sure I'm not.

Brilliant song, though. Thanks for posting it.