The Application - Sonny, The Sunsets

I filled out the application to be a human being

She put it on the stack with all the others

And I walked out on to the street

And I lit my telephone and answered my cigarette

And started to weep because I heard a joke

And I hope my papers go through

I hope to hear from you soon

I filled out the application to be a man

I signed my name so hard I nearly broke my hand

And I lit my telephone and answered my cigarette

And started to laugh because I saw something sad

And I hope my papers go through

I hope to hear from you soon

I hope my papers go through

I hope to hear from you soon

I filled out the application to be released

I won’t say that is has been a drag, no

But I am looking forward, can’t you see

Because I am sick of answering my cigarette

And eating my telephone

And laughing out of my ear

And I am sick of these weird tears from my heart

And I hope my papers go through

I hope to hear from you soon

I hope my papers go through

I hope to hear from you soon

I hope my papers go through

I hope to hear from you soon

Please don’t write in red ink on my application, honey baby

Please don’t write in red ink on my application, honey baby

Please don’t write in red ink on my application baby