Paroles officielles de la chanson «Topsy Turvy» : Rodney J Crowell

Paroles officielles de la chanson "Topsy Turvy"

Daddy's in the kitchen frying sauerkraut
Momma's in the bedroom nearly all cried out
Daddy thinks whiskey makes him big and smart
Momma thinks daddy's got a concrete heart
I wish i had a brother or a sister
Whom to i could turn
Bustin' out the windows with a baseball bat
Daddy's gone crazy as an bunkthouse rat
Momma's on the sofa with a big black eye
I cross my heart and tell myself i hope they die
I wish i had a nickel now for every time the cuss words flew
Mad house all topsy turvy a ship of fools with scurvy
I don't like a thing about the way we live
Momma's on the pavement with a broken arm
Telling everybody that he meant no harm
Talk about denial with a great bid d
You can try to fool the neighbors but you can't fool me
I wish some kind of millionaire would come adopt me on the spot
Madhouse all topsy turvy
A ship of fools with scurvy
I don't like a thing about the way we live
Police knock on our door they've seen it all before why don't you use restraint
We've had a few complaints
Now all the other women up and down the block
Are tuning out the s