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By Joe Walsh and Richard Starkey When i woke up this morning, Much to my surprise, The sun was going down And i was still alive. I looked into the mirror And according to my eyes, The martians have invaded, It`s hopeless. I went to see my doctor To ask him what to do Depending on the diagnosis. I said, "doc, i`m seeing double, And how are both of you?" No cause for alarm, it`s hopeless. You don`t stand a chance, it`s hopeless. Ev`rybody dance! Well, there`s paradise and doomsday, It depends on which comes first. There`s inner peace through meditation. There`s optimists and pessimists, I don`t know which is worse, But the yogi mow mow, but the yogi mow mow, It`s hopeless. The solution has been dissolved, The crisis has been resolved. There`s no need to change your plans, It`s a hopeless situation. For tomorrow is another day, And ev`rything will be okay. And by the way, it`s hopeless. (hopeless) |