The Disappointed Lyrics - Nonsuch - Xtc

The disappointed 

All shuffle round in circles 

Their placards look the same 

With a picture and a name 

Of the ones who broke their hearts 

The disappointed 

All congregate at my house 

Their voices sob with grief 

That they want me to be chief 

Of the tribe with broken hearts 

Once, I had no sympathy 

For those destroyed and thrown away by love 

Seems, your ring upon my finger 

Signifies that I've become the spokesman of 

The disappointed 

Will bear me on their shoulders 

To a secret shadow land 

Where a somber marching band 

Plays a tune for broken hearts 

And day grows darker now 

Everywhere, everywhere 

The disappointed 

Are coming in their millions 

They're spilling from the bus 

At a monument to us 

Made of bits of broken heart 

Once, I had no sympathy 

For those destroyed and thrown away by love 

Seems, your ring upon my finger 

Signifies that I've become the spokesman of 

The disappointed 

Are growing every second 

They blot the sun to black 

At the bottom of the pack 

I'm the king of broken hearts 

The disappointed 

The disappointed 

The disappointed 

The disappointed 

The disappointed 

The disappointed 

The disappointed 

The disappointed