Richard Swift - Artist & Repertoire lyrics

Sorry Mr. Swift but there's no radio There likes to play the songs of your lowest sorrow Just sing us a jingle and we'll float you some bread And darling we'll cost you is your heart and your head Sorry Mr. Swift but you're much too fat And could I persuade you just to wear a cap? I hope you forgive me and I hope you forget The hurt that I've caused you that you can't feel yet Sorry Mr. Swift I know times are tough We all have plenty we don't have enough I know it's not funny so I try not to smile We made you believe that we were worth your while Sorry everybody for the things I said Got a wife and kids and a gun to my head So try to remember, try to hold it near My name will go missing but the songs will be here No don't you feel sorry for I must pay my debts Still feel like I'm losing but I'm placing my bets