Well I could sing you a song about the happier days

But the happier days ain't here

String you along in a million ways

And only the lies would be clear

You need something to believe in, right or wrong

You would sell your soul tomorrow for a song

Does it seem so very strange

That I can't feel like you

Or do you feel so only

That you cannot see me too

Mama, the man you see may not be

The man you saw in the boy of me

Mama's uptight when she sees me free

Well I may not be the man she sees

I need something, right or wrong

I would sell my soul tomorrow for a song

Nice to think you would give up the ship

And come a runnin' to me when I'm lonely

Sing you a song about the happier days

The happier days ain't here

String you along in a million ways

Only the lies would be clear

You need something

Right or wrong

Yes and you would sell

For a song

You need something to believe in

Right or wrong

You would sell your soul tomorrow

For a song