Laid here with the advertising sliding past my eyes like cartoons from other peoples
Lives,
I start to wonder what it takes to be a man.
Well I learned to drink & I learned to smoke & I learned to tell a dirty joke.
If thats all there is then theres no point for me.
*so please can I ask just why were alive? cos all that you do seems such a waste of time
& if you hang around too long youll be a man.
Tell me bout it. your car can get up to a hundred and ten -
Youve nowhere to go but youll go there again
& nothing ever makes no difference to a man.
So you stumble into town & hold your
Stomach in.
Show them what youve got tho they ve seen everything.
Yeah youre a beauty but theyve seen your type before.
Youve got no need but still you want,
So go and book that restaurant.
The wine will flow & then youll just
Fly away.
*repeat (x2)
To a man
To a man
Thats what I am.