If I drink too much And stay out late Until the crack of dawn If I have lipstick on my collar And my shirt is slightly torn
Under the guise Of religion or politics I carry out my task Whist hiding behind An anonymous mask
Her trembling hand Slowly lifted the glass Towards her parched lips My god she was Thursday It had been Friday last night
Eyes Staring eyes Peering through the curtains Through the keyhole From under the mat
Everyone knows Our government is cruel Just look at the prices We pay for our fuel How is it other countries?
Can I ask you a question mum? Yes certainly dear Go ahead Well, It’s about those children on the t…
Alan was very good at it Everyone knew how good he was At ‘it’ Better than most actually Better than anyone around here
She left not a moment ago Shell soon be out of sight I wonder when, she’ll come again The girl who stayed all night My son
I know you think I’m lucky And I’ve got the perfect girl But you should try her sometime You should give her a whirl She’s not content like most are
I say I didn’t They think that I did Or I would have If I could have But I probably did
When was the last time? I told you that I love you You can’t remember, can you? But I do People often don’t say
No doubt if I asked you You would say the truth never lies But if I proved you wrong Would you truly be surprised? Could you speak?
You were wearing An extremely short skirt That night you first walked in To the showroom of my local My immediate impression
It goes around in a circle A thousand times a day It begins upon its ending Ill end with what I say Never think about
I watch your little face patiently Like a hawk watching its prey I’m determined this time I’m determined to you today You’ve fooled me once too often