Get in trouble and
then get out of it
Babe you wouldn’t know the half of it
Cut off the helping hand and eat it
If it’s bad for me I feed it
Call up my sister she’s a way away
Stand in the doorway in a heavy haze
Family like a dose of penicillin
Gave me a rash when I was two and now I never miss them,
I never miss them
Well I’ll find time and I’ll stop drinking
I’m still sleeping at
least that’s something
Your head turns when I stop speaking
Away, towards,
it makes no difference
Stare at the ceiling with a steady gaze
Tossing and turning while the shuffle plays
Thinking of you under a head cold
I’ll be dreaming of you until I get old,
‘till I get old
Well I’ll find time and I’ll stop drinking
I’m still sleeping at
least that’s something
Your head turns when I stop speaking
Away, towards,
it makes no difference
Under I’m overgrown
I can’t fight it, I’m wired
In a head wind gale of family history re peating,
I mean it
Well I’ll find time and
I’ll stop drinking
I’m still sleeping at least
that’s something
Your head turns when I stop speaking
Away, towards, it makes no difference
I
found
time but I’m still drinking
I’m not sleeping but that means nothing
Your head turns when I start leaving
Away, towards,
it makes no difference