The Margaret Hooligans - Our Museum of Failure

Hold hands you lovebirds
Go… away from me
Go...away from me
And they…will be so happy
Go be a man whatever that means
Open some jars
Carry heavy things
It can't fill up that void inside
That sense of purpose
That special pride
Don't you know that you'll always be
Just another wandering being
Because you're no Beowulf
And you're no Oedipus
But who, who needs
Heroes like this
I wish someone'd told Odysseus
That his dreams were ridiculous
Without the hand of a god
He could have been a farmer in Ithaca
Maybe men wouldn't break their backs
Starting wars having heart attacks
Because you're no Beowulf
And you're no Oedipus
But who, who needs
Heroes like this
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Because you're no Beowulf
And you're no Oedipus
But who, who needs
Heroes like this
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Love birds

Written by:
Melissa Nannen

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