Zenyatta Mondatta

I'd invite you back to my place It's only mine because it holds my suitcase It looks home to me alright But it's a hundred miles from yesterday night Must I be The man in a suitcase Is it me The man with the stranger's face Must I be The man in a sui

How can you say that your not responsible? What does it have to do with me? What is my reaction What should it be? Confronted by this latest atrocity Driven to tears Driven to tears Driven to tears Hide my face in my hands Shame wells in my throat My