Mrs Green Lyrics - Singles - Posies

Miserable Mrs. Green sit by yourself and think awhile 

Of all that once could have been instead of what is now 

Well how does it even feel, you're no longer Madame Butterfly 

And yesterdays operas have quickly passed you by 

Mrs. Green, you're older 

But you're really no more cleaver 

Things that you were thinking 

I am thinking I will never think at all 

Volumes of photographs held in your Eisenhower hands 

Newer world intellect could never understand 

You tore yourself apart all for the neighborhood and kids 

And never forgave yourself for acting as you did 

Mrs. Green, you're older 

But you're really no more cleaver 

Things that you were thinking 

I am thinking I will never think at all 

Where is your family and why did they lock you up inside 

And what will they talk about after you have died 

Who scared the birds away by lining the nest with demands 

And using an iron first but not a helping hand 

Mrs. Green, you're older 

But you're really no more cleaver 

Things that you were thinking 

I am thinking I will never 

Mrs. Green I know 

You're not as happy as you can be 

As you watch my next leaf turn 

You're turning green with envy over me