Mr. Blue Lyrics - Dance Hall Crashers

You've had all the breaks 

Learning from your mom's mistakes 

Eating off your daddy's plate 

Spending all your wasted taste 

You can't see past your gate 

Once I saw you dip your toe 

Past the line at the end of the road 

But frightened you came running home 

You've had all the luck 

They fought it out for you 

Without them you'd be stuck 

They held your hand to walk through 

Don't forget you're bored 

And that's your only problem 

Times for you ain't tough 

Just try showing them some gratitude 

Oh, quit your whining, it's so boring 

Play the victim and keep me yawning 

How do you expect me to believe 

The scene that you're describing 

Hey there, Mr. Blue 

I'm hurting just by listening to what you've been through 

Poor baby, or what did they do to you 

Whoa, poor old Mr. Blue 

Inside your white fence 

The glass house you've created 

Things are getting tense 

Don't feel appreciated 

Glance out of your window 

It looks like sun to me 

But you just count the clouds 

Sigh and beg for sympathy 

Oh, quit your whining, it's so boring 

Play the victim and keep me yawning 

How do you expect me to believe 

The scene that you're describing 

Hey there, Mr. Blue 

I'm hurting just by listening to what you've been through 

Poor baby, or what did they do to you 

Whoa, poor old Mr. Blue 

You could sit there forever 

Blaming others but never 

Allowing things to get better 

You keep trying 

And maybe we should just give up 

Oh, quit your whining, it's so boring 

Play the victim and keep me yawning 

How do you expect me to 

Believe you 

Hey there, Mr. Blue 

I'm hurting just by listening to what you've been through 

Poor baby, or what did they do to you 

Whoa, poor old Mr. Blue 

Hey there, Mr. Blue 

Hey there, Mr. Blue 

What did they do to you 

Whoa, poor old Mr. Blue