Gotta Be... Movin' On Up
sung by William
nine million rainy days
have swept across my eyes
thinking of you
and this room becomes a shrine
thinking of you
and the way you are
sends the shivers to my head
you're going to fall
you're going to fall down dead
as far as i can tell
i'm being dragged from here to hell
and all my time in hell
is spent with you
i have ached for you
i have nothing left to give
for you to take
i have no more empty heart
or limbs to break
and the way you are
sends the shivers to my head
you're going to fall down dead
as far as i
nine million rainy days
have swept across my eyes
thinking of you
and this room becomes a shrine
thinking of you
and the way you are
sends the shivers to my head
you're going to fall
you're going to fall down dead
as far as i can tell
i'm being dragged from here to hell
and all my time in hell
is spent with you
i have ached for you
i have nothing left to give
for you to take
i have no more empty heart
or limbs to break
and the way you are
sends the shivers to my head
you're going to fall down dead
as far as i
Why Can't You Be Nicer To Me?
Somebody's screaming
looking at the ceilling
everything's so funny
I don't have the money
people don't even know me
but they know how to show me
Why can't you be nicer to me?
My pride is dying
I think I'm all done lying
nobody's sharing
so I stop caring
all alone and walking
nobody's talking
Why can't you be nicer to me?
Well the wind is blowing
where am I going
off a bridge and falling
nobody's calling
on the ground and laying
nobody's praying
Why can't you be nicer to me?