Lloyd Cole - Morning is broken

^EYou used to be mean ^AYou used to be cruel ^EBut you were laughing then ^AAnd it was no accident ^EWhere did the mean man go ^AIs he chasing his shadow? ^EIs he unhappy to report ^AThat the gentleman he found is a terrible bore?

^EYou know it all ^AYou've got all the answers ^EBut if that's the case What's with ^Athe long face?

^AIt's very easy to be brave With your good foot in the grave ^EIt's very easy to be cold ^EWhen there's no one in the world you want to^A know ^AIt's very easy to be suav^Ee ^AWhen you're on your guard ^ALike you always are

^EThe sun goes down an^Ad now the shadows ar^Eise ^EThe morning is broke^An as you mourn your ^Elife Y^Eou smile at your ne^Aighbors as you lock y^Eour doors Y^Eou face up the mirro^Ar, mister, pimp or wh^Eore ?

^EIs it hard to let go ^AAt the foot of the rainbow ^EJust to be informed ^AThat the chase was your reward? ^EHere, have a crock of gold ^AKeep it for when you're old ^ELike a week on Tuesday ^AHey, wise men say

^AIt's very easy to be brave With your good foot in the grave ^EIt's very easy to be cold ^EWhen there's no one in the world you want to^A know ^AIt's very easy to be suav^Ee ^AWhen you're on your guard ^ALike you always are

^EThe sun goes down an^Ad now the shadows ar^Eise ^EThe morning is broke^An as you mourn your ^Elife Y^Eou smile at your ne^Aighbors as you lock y^Eour doors Y^Eou face up the mirro^Ar, mister, pimp or wh^Eore ?

Put me in th^Ee ground ^ACome on and Put me in the ^Eground ^EThe sun goes down an^Ad now the shadows (put me in the gr^Eound) arise ^EThe morning is broke^An as you mourn (put me in the ground) yo^Eur life Y^Eou smile at your ne^Aighbors as you lock y^Eour doors (cmon and put me in the ground) Y^Eou face up the mirro^Ar, mister, pimp or wh^Eore ?