Last Straw

The sun goes up, and the sun goes down
You're a different colour every night
And you put yourself, into it
You put all your weight on it
In hopes that you might get a chance, to be heard
Someone's listening, while you keep screaming
And the sun goes up, and the sun goes down
No one's listening, no one's listening, to you

This is your last straw
This is your last swing and
This is your last straw
This ain't worth anything

The moon goes up, and the moon goes down
You're a different colour every night
But it's too much, it's too much for you
So you say "Well fuck you
I'm going back to S-S-Sault Ste Marie
With or without, you and your big big mouth
And all its big big words, again
Never again, will I listen, will I listen to you."

This is your last straw
This is your last swing and
This is your last straw
This ain't worth anything