I’m cladding my vices but I’m doing it wrong It’s the same old story to a different hum along Come on, hum along
Sprawled on the mosaic again Childishly on the floor: here I am Your ageless advisor dressed in black I cannot take it away from you So break a leg And no I’m not finished with you yet So let’s skip to the end To the end And all of the things I’m supposed to say All of those crazy words They’re okay
Because I’m cladding my vices and I’m doing it wrong I heard the morning glory I heard the cautionary song I didn’t hum along