Isn't It Strange
Scott Hoffman
Well, isn't is strange that your face is deranged
Yet I love when it laughs and it says my name
Well if you say it again, well it just might hang
Singin' la, la, la
Well isn't it weird, all the things we feared
How if you'd just disappeared, I'd have to drown me in tears
And if
They can love themselves, they ain't big enough to crawl
Screamin' why
Climbin', and climbin', and climbin' around
It's a regular nod, a shake and a smile
That can only express these things that I'm feeling
Such a gas, when we live so fast
Today I'm sad, I've got my face in the grass
You can get me there, with your bleach blonde hair
Singing la, la, la
La, la, la
La, la, la
La, la, la