You will go hard tonight You don’t need your Vicodin You’re probably sober Better not investigate Stay cool stay clean But you’re always on “stand by” Just like you’re living with someone else’s face
And after all You’re just part of it Pictures and rubbish that you can’t get along with anymore….
Yes your fault but it’s over Nobody’s knocking at your door Not a sorrow not a danger anymore And there’s no shame all around you Just a psychedelic shore Or a supervisor for what you can’t control
And after all You’re just part of it Pictures and rubbish that you can’t get along with anymore…. Oh my goodness you’re just boring You can feel it by the way you used to carry on You’ll always be The exception to the rule