Album: other songs

Pretty Paracetamol

Pretty Paracentamol you sooth my aching brow,
I need you when my head is spinning round,
Ilook into the looking glass but none of them is me,
It takes at least an hour to pin me down,
First impressions often lie,
They always fool the naked eye.

I hold you gently on my tongue and then you drift away,
It's hard to read the writing on the label,
I force my hands out sideways but I can't resist the strain,
And it don't help me,
First impressions often lie,
They always fool the naked eye.

I think I recognize a friendly face I've seen before,
(don't you dispair),
It's moving far too quickly to be sure,
Tangled in a web of twisted memories and lies,
(Theres no one there)
I'm fighting for a reason to go on.

Pretty Paracentamol you sooth my aching brow,
I need you when my head is spinning round,
I multiply myself by two in the mirror on the wall,
But it don't help me, no it don't help me,
First impressions often lie,
They always fool the naked eye.

I think I've lost control,
I think I've lost control,
I think I've lost control,
I think I've lost control, ...

Acrobats

Dig me a hole and bury me down,
(I said) dig me a hole and bury me down,
I'm an acrobat you can't kill me,
I'm an acrobat you can't kill me,

My magic eyes make a play for you now,
My ... magic eyes ... make a play for you now,
Dig me a hole and bury, bury me down,
I'm an acrobat you can't kill me,
I'm an acrobat you can't kill me,
You took a picture of the woman and me,
You took a picture of the woman and me,
You took a picture of the woman and me,
You took a picture of the woman in me,
(Hee,Hee).
You think you're clever but you're stupid as me,
You think you're clever but you're stupid as me,
You think you're clever but you're stupid as me,
You think you're clever but you're stupid as me,
(Hee,Hee).

One to, one to, one to,
one to, one to, one to,
drink, drink.
The Worker

The hated journey on the train,
Always been the same,
Looking out windows,
Second class and second best,
What a Waste of time,

Sleep for five stops in a row,
Prepare yourself to go,
Waterloo station,
Bought a '69 Capri,
failed the M.O.T.,
What a waste of time,
The worker, the worker,
the worker, the worker.

Always kiss the wife goodbye,
Often wonder why,
At seven in the morning?
Think it's time we had a chance,
Wouldn't that be strange,
What a waste of time.

The worker, the worker,
the worker, the worker.
Spiders

Reulo gas mark VIII,
Even the world can feel me breathing,
In to the count of 4, in to the count of 5,
Spiders on the wall, they don't pay no alimony,
I like the simple live, but,
I'm drawn back to the heat and the lights.

Drinking your