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Why Don't You Find Out for Yourself

The sanest days are mad

Why don't you find out for yourself?

Then you'll see the price

Very closelySome men here

They have a special interest

In your career

They wanna help you to growAnd then syphon all your dough

Why don't you find out for yourself?

Then you'll see the glass

Hidden in the grassYou'll never believe me, so

Why don't you find out for yourself?

Sick down to my heart

That's just the way it goesSome men here

They know the full extent of

Your distress

They kneel and prayAnd they say, long may it last

Why don't you find out for yourself?

Then you'll see the glass

Hidden in the grassBad scenes come and go

For which you must allow

Sick down to my heart

That's just the way it goesDon't rake up my mistakes

I know exactly what they are

And what do you do?

Well, you just sit thereI've been stabbed in the back

So many many times

I don't have any skin

But that's just the way it goes

Songwriters

Steven Patrick Morrissey;Alain WhytePublished by

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