"Paper Moon" performed by Radio Birds

CHORUS

Oh, paper moon: what do I have to do,
What do I have to do, oh, to get paid what I'm due?
Oh, paper moon: what do I have to do,
What do I have to do, oh, to get paid what I'm due? Paid what I'm after?

VERSE 1
My cruel mistress done me poor
She told the preacher that the
Lord doesn't work here
Anymore. Now every time I go to speak
They send me home with cans of beans
To love my self, and both the choices on my shelf,
I wonder: Oh, my, how did I do all the things I swore I'd never

VERSE 2
I beg for answers by the gate
But my cruel mistress says you wait for the things that you deserve;
So one day we'll start a war
Trade our blankets in for swords
and build a promised land, where everybody says:
'I wonder, oh, my, how did I do all the things I swore I'd never
Oh, my, how did I do all the things I swore I'd never...''

BRIDGE
Cold darling, won't you ever shine one me?
Oh, darling, won't you ever shine on me?
Somebody tell me why don't my paper moon ever shine on me?