No Sad Song

Women fell into his arms

He rolled them up just like cigars

Later on he would discard them

On the hardwood floor

Visions of power danced in his head

Let them right, he'd throw women out of his bed

There's still a spot where one of them bled

On the hardwood floor

Sing me no sad song

Sing me no sad song

Sing me no sad song

Sing me no sad song

There is nothing he couldn't have done

But now he's dead and gone

Tried to murder the sun with a handmade gun

But the sun shone on and on

They never made something he couldn't afford

He had it all and still wanted more

They found him dead, stabbed in his bed

With his head on the hardwood floor

Sing me no sad song

Sing me no sad song

Sing me no sad song

Sing me no sad song

Sing me no sad song

Sing me no sad song

Sing me no sad song

Sing me no sad song

Sing me no sad song

Sing me no sad song

Sing me no sad song

Sing me no sad song

Sing me no sad song

Sing me no sad song

Sing me no sad song

Sing me no sad song

Sing me no sad song

Sing me no sad song

Sing me no sad song