the rocking chair
beautiful south, the
looking for an angel's wings in the den of the hawk
with a choice between an also ran and a sunbed tan
and you thought you'd found your own little look
and you thought you'd found the style of your hair
i guess tonight i'll take
i'll take these troubles to
so i'll take these high-heeled shoes
and yes i'll take these traditional views
i'll take this deep despair
looking for a warming smile in a house of cold wit
torn between the balding drunk and no man's land
and they'll tell you when you've reached your peak
where the wolf-whistle rung there's a deafening shriek
blowing kisses into thin air
i guess tonight i'll take
i'll take these troubles to
so i'll take this awkward stance
and i'll take this sexless dance
i'll take this deep despair of a 30 year old square
am i skinny? a shade too fat?
mmmm.my friend the cat knows all about that
mmmm.my friend the cat knows all about that
my friend the cat knows all about that