Isn't It A Shame - The So So Glos

Isn’t it a shame we don’t ever talk no more

You just send your letters to my telephone

And then you go and drown me out

With your compact record collection intact

Don’t you feel bad that it’s come to that?

Well she’s been in love

Under a mountaintop or above

There’s a sale on isolation

Down at the marketplace

You can get whatever you need (if you got the money)

Isn’t it a shame, we don’t ever walk no more

You just pack up your bags and fly off to the shop to get robbed

Don’t you feel bad

Reaching in your pockets for highs

Isn’t it a shame, don’t you wonder why?

Well, if you get bored

Of falling in love with the war

There’s a sale on isolation

Down at the marketplace

You can get whatever you need

There’s a sale on isolation

Down at the marketplace

You can get whatever you need (if you got the money, honey)

If you got the money

It’s all about the money

Forget about the glory days of being young

Well, if you get bored

Of falling in love with the war

I heard him singing in a beat up truck

Saying, «What you gonna do, what you gonna do for me?»

Tore up a letter to improve my luck

Said, «How do you do, what you gonna do for me?»

Bang bang, she goes shooting at my waist

Said, «I like you, what you gonna do for me?»

You throw a label right across my face

Saying, «That's not true, what you gonna do for me?»

What you gonna do for me

Hey, what you gonna do for me

What you gonna do for me