Isn't it a Shame Lyrics

Isn't it a shame
We don't even talk no more
You just send your letters to my telephone,
then you go and drown me out
with your compact record collection intact,
don't you feel bad that it's come to that?
Well she's been in love under a mountain top,
or above.
There's a sale on isolation,
down at the market place,
you can get what ever you need (if you got the money)
Isn't it a shame, we don't ever walk no more?
you just back up your bags and fly off to the shop to get robbed,
don't you feel bad, reaching in your pockets for highs?
Isn't it a shame, don't you wonder why?
If you get bored of falling in love with the war,
There's a sale on isolation.
I heard him singing in a beat up truck saying, "What you gonna do
what you gonna do for me?"
Tore up a letter to improve my luck,
said "How do you do, what you gonna do for me?"
Bang bang, she goes shooting at my waist saying,
"I like you, what you gonna do for me?"
You throw a label right across my face I'm saying,
"That's not true, what you gonna do for me?"

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