Another wake up call, today.
Given the illusion of a choice, either way.
I’m on the slow-track money, now.
Flying in a first-class forgery with photographs I’ll disavow.
I’ve got big brass boulders,
got a sink flowing over,
with proceeds of a better time.
I’m gonna take your pride,
shove it inside,
to break out in emergencies.
I’ve been wanting to apologise (for the life that I’ve led)
I’ve been holding back for years.
I’m gonna take a pill,
have a spill and blame it on someone else (like I knew you would)
Just cause I’ve been on the tiles.
Another big town boffin, arrives.
That we met for a drink,
was it really such a big surprise?
You’ve gone and left me again, lover.
Vanished like a Venus-faced villain,
With victory under the covers.
Cause I’ve had small time wars,
but big time falls,
and now I’m picking up the pieces that fell.
And when I’m under attack,
I still get stabbed in the back,
but really I just need to, need to relax!!!…before I collapse…
Lyrics by John Berry