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

enter into debt

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

let's see what we find

looking for any time

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

towing lines all day

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

not as quiet as a mouse

hush pupping in my heedy

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

im in armour

would just take my arm

its a bizzare and crazy farm

beautiful days lazy calm

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