Letras
Keep on laughing it's a dumbed down place
Little real comfort
Little real comfort
Little real comfort
Our daily bread
However did it get to this
Oh tell me bum how did it get
How did it get to this
Folks are people
Father you keep quiet all your life
The only time you open your mouth
Is when you die
And thanks the word don't mean a thing
Had to say thank you every time
Sticking needles up the noose
Got to be
You know who you gotta be
Charlie Potatoes
Charlie
Charlie Potatoes
Keep quiet
Run for yourself
I'd like you to breathe it in when you want
Everybody's stuck with what it is
They call me a weasel boy
Don't strain it
Hold it
I'm a maker not a taker
I'm Charlie Potatoes