No Sad Song

Women fell into his arms Her rolled them up just like sigars Later on he would discard them On the hardwood floor Visions of power danced in his head Let them right, he'd throw women out of his bed There's still a spot where one of them bled On the hardwood floor Sing me no sad song Sing me no sad song Sing me no sad song Sing me no sad song There is nothing he couldn't have done But now he's dead and gone Tried to murder the sun with a handmade gun But the sun shone on and on They never made something he couldn't afford He had it all and still wanted more They found him dead, stabbed in his bed With his head on the harwood floor Sing me no sad song Sing me no sad song Sing me no sad song Sing me no sad song Sing me no sad song Sing me no sad song Sing me no sad song Sing me no sad song Sing me no sad song Sing me no sad song Sing me no sad song Sing me no sad song Sing me no sad song Sing me no sad song Sing me no sad song Sing me no sad song Sing me no sad song Sing me no sad song Sing me no sad song