Lyrics

The world has changed Mr. TweedyIt was such a lovely dayTo gaze at skies that once were newBut now are old and grayFunny how the calendar pageHolds us in betweenThe shiny bright psychosisAnd the roar of the machineAnd I remember you
The world was cruel Mr. TweedyBack in 1953They locked you in that attic roomBut forgot to hide the keyFunny how the sunlight fellOn irises you grewA tiny broken window ledgeWas all you ever knewAnd I remember you
In the house of morbid fantasyThe house of true disguiseWatch out for the hidden trap doorsFor within them hide your liesNo no no no no no no noNO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO
I found your grave Mr. Tweedy'Neath a stunted willow treeOn a hill above the riversideNear a rusted metal keyFunny how the calendar pageHeld you in betweenThe shiny bright psychosisAnd the roar of the machineAnd I remember you