THEY GOT IT WRONG (AS USUAL)
Dave :
Spoon in spoonÂÂ
Stirring my coffeeÂÂ
I thought of youÂÂ
And turned to the gateÂÂ
And on my way cameÂÂ
Up with the answersÂÂ
I scratched my headÂÂ
And the answers were goneÂÂ
From hand to handÂÂ
Wrist to the elbowÂÂ
Red blood sandÂÂ
Could Dad be GodÂÂ
Crosses cross hungÂÂ
Out like a wet ragÂÂ
Forgive you whyÂÂ
You hung me out to dryÂÂ
Maybe I'm crazyÂÂ
But laughing out loudÂÂ
Makes the pain pass by