Screwed Up - Sparks

In 1900 you held hands and felt like you’d scored

In 1910 you’d never need a horse anymore

In 1920 you could dance

In 1930 lose your pants

In 1940 you could go to war really soon

In 1950 you could just be dull and a bore

In 1960 set the world on fire

That was then, this is now

And nothing’s blowin' in the wind

Screwed up, that’s the problem

You’re going down, down, down, down, down

Screwed up, that’s your problem

You’re coming unwound wound, wound, wound

You’re wasting time seeking comfort

From any sight or any sound

I knew you when you weren’t a bit screwed up

Now what you got is spreading around

It really doesn’t matter if you know how to sing

The only thing that matters is the girl that you bring

So when I saw you sitting there just asking for some curly hair

I knew that I was getting where I wanted to be

But someone must have warned you, so it’s Anchors Aweigh

This Johnny’s marching home again tonight

You couldn’t leave quietly

You had to tell the world and loud

Screwed up, that’s the problem

You’re going down, down, down, down, down

Screwed up, that’s your problem

You’re coming unwound wound, wound, wound

You’re wasting time seeking comfort by having anyone around

I knew you when you weren’t a bit screwed up

Now what you got is spreading around

I’m getting on my nerves I’m getting on my nerves and

Everything you’re throwing at me’s coming up a curve

Swing and miss

Swing and miss

Swing and miss and then you’re out

Screwed up, that’s the problem

You’re going down, down, down, down, down

Screwed up, that’s your problem

You’re coming unwound wound, wound, wound

You’re wasting time seeking comfort by having anyone around

I knew you when you weren’t a bit screwed up

Now what you got is spreading around