Kick the Curb

I saw that Claud kicked the curb

Let's hope his grave won't be disturbed

One day we'll live in a ghost town

I know we all fall

Being costs you an arm and a leg

A shoulder to cry on is a nice place

A lap for your head to rest

Thank God for the dull thud in your chest

'Cause I saw that Claud kicked the curb

Let's hope his grave won't be disturbed

One day we'll live in a ghost town

'Cause I know we all fall down

Here it comes, breathe in

Scythe of relief

Dull thud slows with

The final heave

They're all down there waiting for ya

Heard it's hot like California

Seven circles got you now

I hope that you're not feeling down

I saw that Claud kicked the curb

Let's hope his grave won't be disturbed

One day we'll live in a ghost town

'Cause I know we all fall down

Ring a ring a rosie, a pocket full of posies

A tissue, a tissue

We all fall down

We all fall down

We all fall down

We all fall down

We all fall down