Brittle age has taken me on trial
Accidents display a weakening
So direction must go blind for a short while
For temporary ailment haunts me
Poor me (poor she)
Poor me (poor she)
Take notice, take heed for poor me
So I like to think I have a lot of time
Separation costs more than you think
For when I'm not conducting a front line
My brain consents to reflect upon one thing
and you know what that is
Me (poor she)
Poor me (poor she)
Take notice, take heed for poor me
Sympathy and empathy
So much needed praise
To move grim thoughts away and reign supreme
Hypocrites and young ones will never know my pain
Oh shouting when no one is listening (Scream)
(raging baritone sax solo and demon vocal time, sing-a-long)
Poor me (poor she)
Poor me (poor she)
Take notice, take heed for poor me
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