Lousy Weekend – Daniel Johnston – letras

Talk about a lousy weekendCouldn’t find a single friend friendHad my heart set on disappointmentUp walks a super Joe JoeAsks me how my day go goTells me good luck and spits on my shoeCHORUSBut oh, oh, oh, the telephone ringsAnd oh, oh, oh there’s nobody thereSaw a girl on the street cornerSay, « Hey I’m a lonely loner »She looks at me like I’m some sort of crudFast cars pass me byEverybody curse me whyFind a donut in the sewerCHORUSDoesn’t matter what you eatI think you’re all a bunch of creepsAnd I would like to see you all goneStop comin’ round my doorI don’t care for you no moreWish you would all just go awayOh, oh, oh the telephone ringsOh, oh, oh, there’s nobody thereTalk about a lousy weekend