The Apostrophe Wrecks - The American Lost Lyrics

Little Jack Sprat sat on a corner
And they paid his tolls across the border
And the only thing they asked is that he'd make his way home

Mary, Mary, quite contrary, yet
Needs a fix and silver Bentley
Gotta watch little Mary, marry for money again

Look over there it's Humpty Dumpty
And he's sitting on a pile of broken identity
'Cause all the kings soldiers shattered poor Humpty again

And the three blind mice drinking vodka on ice
With the lunatic fringe pulling strings in the night
'Cause they Gotta keep those mice
Blind and drunk in the end

What a world we're livin' in
What a world we're livin' in
All the lies they're givin' in
What a world we're livin' in

Little Georgie Porgie eatin' pudding and pie
He's kissing all the girls and he's makin' 'em cry
Then he's sitting on the Bench
And he's waving them tears goodbye

And the Three Wise men
Put their heads in the sand
Cause they gotta watch their coffers fill with blood on their hands
But they just don't care cause their money's taller than them

Then there's Old King Cole
Who has lost his soul
And he's bringing Armageddon
With a furious storm
'Cause nobody will tell him
That the Emperor's clothes are gone

What a world we're livin' in
What a world we're livin' in
All the lies they're givin' in
What a world we're livin' in