Grounds for Divorce

Said you hate the sound

Of the buses on the ground

Said you hate the way they scrape their brakes all over town

I said 'pretend it's whales

Keeping their voices down'

Such were the grounds for divorce, I know

On the radio

And the bouncing body drone

Found 18 reasons I can't pick up on the phone

Said look at the clouds

It's a show all on its own

Such were the grounds for divorce I know

But the darling is dead

We hit it on the head

It looked like a wedding cake

But oh the darling is dead

We hit it on the head

It looked like a newlywed

But I look at the lovers

And they way they stand

And the way they move and the way they move their hands

And look at their babies

And their tiny little hands

And the way they get loved and the way they get loved, oh

Oh look at the lovers

And they way they stand

And the way they move and the way they move and the way they move their hands

Said you hate the sound

Of the buses on the ground

Said you hate the way they scrape their brakes all over town

Said pretend it's whales

Keeping their voices down

Such were the grounds for divorce, I know

Looked like a newlywed

On the radio

And the bouncing body drone

Found 18 reasons I can't pick up on the phone

You said look at the clouds

It's a show all on its own

Such were the grounds, such were the grounds for divorce, I know