Nazz - Hang On Paul Lyrics
Someones gonna tell you and it might be meTheres something on your face that even you cant seeIt isnt your eyes and it isnt your noseYou dont have to sniff to tell you that it aint no roseIts something in your arrogant lineYour brain is tired of biding its timeYoure gonna blow up hereSo paul you got to make up your mindYou drag into the studio and dont care whyYou got a life as big as city hall and thats no lieThe aging owner treats you to a couple of beersFeeding you cliches about the thing between your earsYou wonder if its all he can sayYoull find a better way to say it somedayBut paul youre too busy stripping gears,Now paul your life is dripping awayHang in, hang out, hang on, hang on paulYoure having a ballIts your way of life and not mineIts so strangely easy to seeBut youre laughing so hard you could dieIm not about to tell you what you should be doingI tend to disappear when I smell trouble brewingI understand exactly whats the matter with youWere stranded here together in this paddleless canoeIll take my chances in the water for nowIts what my mother would have wanted anyhowThe life youre living is overBut paul, youre no contented cowThey say being in show biz is a thrillIt makes your life a breeze, [...]But you better do something paul before it kills you, yeahPaul, youve got to make up your mind
