Wake me up when you've got something else to say Your just pure white noise and soft blue sandals all the way And everybody wants you to be way out of line You were everybody else's way before you were mine Burned out punched in let loose rattleskinned and fine
Please say nothing don't say anything at all You make me uneasy oh you make me bawl But I'll hang around your door till you take me to bed Or you could sing a Waltzing Matilda instead And I'd still be here waiting when you come around
Your so very simple, cynical and kind I would say something but it's just too hard to find And every single day you got a head full off bees I would help you out but my pockets would freeze Baby's got a brand new second hand disguise
Baby's got a brand new second hand disguise Baby's got a brand new second hand disguise Baby's got a brand new second hand disguise