Sing, Theresa Says

Go to sleep while I gather all my things

And I will call you in a couple of days

I can hear the June bugs approaching

A goddamn army of them in my brain

In my brain, in my brain

In my brain

"Sing," Theresa says, "Sing happy things"

"Sing," Theresa says that I do everything

One day a man will spring worth loving

Worth loving, worth loving

Worth loving

All of my friends fall from the sky now

Many more than I ever thought I had

Everyone is sharpening up their angles

When all I really want is

"Sing," Theresa says, "Sing happy things"

"Sing," Theresa says that I do everything

One day a man will spring worth loving

Worth loving, worth loving

Worth loving

"Sing," Theresa says, "Sing happy things"

"Sing," Theresa says that I do everything

One day a man will spring worth loving

"Sing," Theresa says, "Sing happy things"

"Sing," Theresa says it I do everything

One day a man will spring worth loving

Worth loving, worth loving

Worth loving