Robin Williams 歌词

One way or another, it's gonna make its presence known From one monkey to another, you can't lose what you don't own It's okay if you get anxious, just please don't call the cops There's a couple things I'm sure of, and a whole lot more I'm not There's a sentimental value to the memory of love It's a pretty lookin' rainbow, what does it remind you of? Is it somewhere there's a heart of gold that's never gonna rust? Or it's a hard rain, honey, but it's never gonna flood Despite all my reservations, I've been doin' this for years Hopin' that some magic touch would finally make it clear But when it all comes crashing down, I'm still standin' here Lookin' at the same face in the same place, just a different kind of mirror Well, nothing lasts forever, and every other trope I guess it just depends how much DMT you smoked But when I think of Robin Williams at the end of his rope It makes no difference what you're making The reaper makes the final joke So I gather my impressions of the universal sigh And hope that someone's listening to their radio tonight Though it doesn't really matter with so many come before And who the Hell are we fooling? No one buys records anymore