tidy nice and neat
Singer:streets, the
always tidy nice and neat
always tidy nice and neat
i like being white as a white sheet
keeping pale can be quite a feat
walk in a line 'til i am beat
whens it time to wear a watch
should i be wary of just cotting?
cos in the end its still a botch
my father just drinks scotch
as your appetite gets whet
endeavour to sweat it out
bet then bet then double down
walls of stony clad that recall such lonley madness
never been a call or phone you lad
next in line for a phoney fad
always tidy nice and neat
i like being white as a white sheet
keeping pale can be quite a feat
walk in a line 'til i am beat
look i try to keep things tidy but im feeling all the same
keep my natter in the fray but its leaky chat that stains
inky problems causing trouble boris becker and for mug
got me feeling like a lump
so im sitting here all grump
just leads to bicep decay
all work and no play makes ghost a dull dog
yeah i tend to talk a lot
and my actions are squeaky
gobble box in the bling so im sitting on the sink
trying to clean up my glasses
trying to clean up my think
but my tongue keeps dipping and slipping on the sea
and the fish start nipping and dragging me beneath
its a bizzare and crazy farm
but lazy calm can maybe harm
you smoke a pack 'til the pack is black
choke 'til your lungs are a hacking black
invoking memories of chimney stacks
coal anda little bits of slack
make the curtain twitch and peek
take a certain pitch in cheek
play the innocent little geek
listen to peaceful clicks and squeaks. always tidy nice and neat