Billy Bragg - Goalhanger Lyrics
Hes got the bonhomie of a game show hostAnd his handshake is so limp its like meeting a ghostHis apologies are tired cos he uses them a lotHis excuses are so lame if they were horses theyd be shotHe lies through his teeth with impeccable grammarIn the game of life hes just a dreadful goalhangerKeeping all his options open till the very last minuteChecking every situation trying to work out whats in itTrying to nail him down is like nailing water to a wallHes incapable of making a commitment at allLike trying to knock in a nail with an inflatable hammerIn the game of life hes just a dreadful goalhangerYesterday upon the stair I met a man whos never thereHe wont be there again todayWell, thats what he told me to sayHes got the natural arrogance of an exclamation markAnd he wishes his bite was a big as his barkHes appealing to the referee at every single stageHes a fuzzy little bundle of impotent rageAnd when he ought to have patience, he only has angerIn the game of life hes just a dreadful goalhangerHis lack of humility defies imaginationAnd he hangs round like a fart in a russian space stationHe doesnt even notice as he sells you down the riverCos hes one of lifes takers and hes looking for a giverHe smirks and shrugs his shoulders as he drops another clangerIn the game of life hes just a dreadful goalhanger
