Hey Hey it's a pity party Everybody's feeling mighty sorry for me
Everybody's standing around they're stone-faced eating cake I should try to calm them all down cos there's been some mistake And if some blowdried reporter ace Shoves his microphone right in my face I'll say go on home you've got lives of your own And I don't need this pity party
Hey Hey it's a pity party Everybody's feeling mighty sorry for me
Several old acquaintances with tears filling their eyes Ask me what I've done for them lately I'm somehow not surprised That a small army of undertakers Is checking out my size They've dug a big hole but I'm not ready to go And I don't need this pity party
Hey Hey it's a pity party Everybody's feeling mighty sorry for me
And the only thing that I can say I hope to be well enough to work in an office someday
Your sorrow gets me nowhere your pity is a waste I'm full of dust and old guitars and should have been exploded in space And no one here should be surprised When I disappear before your eyes So go on home and leave me alone I don't need this pity party I don't wanna leave you feeling sorry Mighty sorry
Hey Hey it's a pity party Everybody's feeling mighty sorry for me
Mighty sorry for me
a brand new version of an old Jetwelder "favorite" recorded at home March 2020 © 1997, 2004, 2020 The Davis Baby Music (ASCAP)