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  • Say goodnight, your song is through
    Faint refrain we hardly knew
    Comes crashin' against the drunken waters of this wake when
    I hesitate
    Because all
    I can say is "too much, too little, too late"
    Farewell, you fool
    Spare me the punch line please,
    I learned it well at
    Sunday school
    Way back when all you loved was the grease paint, not the collection plate
    So much for the funny face
    Because all
    I can say is "too much, too little, too late"
    Remember when murder was only killing time
    And an axe to grind (to grind, it was) was a bitter gulp of strychnine?
    What happened to the musketeers of chesterfields?
    Tobacco swords behind smoky shields
    Say goodnight (goodnight)
    Old song (so long)
    You're through (set the needle back and hum a new tune)
    Faint refrain (refrain)
    Make room (so soon, so soon)
    For new (until the hook can pull the bridge into view)
    Spare me the vague, not-so-clever couplets
    The ones I would have loved when
    I was you '
    Cause now all
    I can say is "too much, too little ..."
    And all I can feel, feels like the heaviest weight '
    Cause all
    I can say is "too much, too little, too late"
  • Say goodnight, your song is through
    Faint refrain we hardly knew
    Comes crashin' against the drunken waters of this wake when
    I hesitate
    Because all
    I can say is "too much, too little, too late"
    Farewell, you fool
    Spare me the punch line please,
    I learned it well at
    Sunday school
    Way back when all you loved was the grease paint, not the collection plate
    So much for the funny face
    Because all
    I can say is "too much, too little, too late"
    Remember when murder was only killing time
    And an axe to grind (to grind, it was) was a bitter gulp of strychnine?
    What happened to the musketeers of chesterfields?
    Tobacco swords behind smoky shields
    Say goodnight (goodnight)
    Old song (so long)
    You're through (set the needle back and hum a new tune)
    Faint refrain (refrain)
    Make room (so soon, so soon)
    For new (until the hook can pull the bridge into view)
    Spare me the vague, not-so-clever couplets
    The ones I would have loved when
    I was you '
    Cause now all
    I can say is "too much, too little ..."
    And all I can feel, feels like the heaviest weight '
    Cause all
    I can say is "too much, too little, too late"