(Verse)
People that I sing to
Bring a breath of spring to
Envy me my gay career
No one in the city
Has much time for pity
Nobody can be sincere
Thousands cheer me and applaud me
Everyone stares
If they've wounded me and bored me
Nobody cares
Women at the table
Loosening their sables
Look at me with cruel eyes
Then a little something in me dies and cries
(Chorus)
Weary of it all
This getting and spending
This futile unending
Refrain
It's driving me insane
I'm so weary of it all
People that I sing to
Bring a breath of spring to
Envy me my gay career
No one in the city
Has much time for pity
Nobody can be sincere
Thousands cheer me and applaud me
Everyone stares
If they've wounded me and bored me
Nobody cares
Women at the table
Loosening their sables
Look at me with cruel eyes
Then a little something in me dies and cries
(Chorus)
Weary of it all
This getting and spending
This futile unending
Refrain
It's driving me insane
I'm so weary of it all
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