Skyclad - The Wrong Song Lyrics
Another bad break - burst another bubbleAnother lost cause - here's another troubleanother heart ache - one more chance goneanother lost chord in yet another wrong song.Sometimes I feel like I'm standing on a hillside -screaming at the world (only wishing it would hear).I can't deny that I'm tired of your liesbut I hope if I hide that you'll all disappear.Can a fat man squeeze a camel through a needle's eye?As hell freezes over the little pigs fly.Just when things seemed better than before,listen there's a 'black dog' howling at my back door.You say I took it all the wrong way,and got the wrong end of the stick.Proceed to water down the truth,then make me drink it 'til I'm sick.It's a monkey shine - a mare's next,a ***** and bull story.you're talking through your hat,you're full of sound and fury.You're wide of the mark, on the wrong scent,barking up the wrong tree, out of it, not a leg to stand on..Dignity is one thing that you can't preserve in alcohol,here's a drug to blow your mind -it's called sodium pentothalI've smelt more rats in my time than a sanitary inspector,so every word you start to speak sets off my lie detector.Another bad break - burst another bubbleAnother lost cause - here's another troubleanother heart ache - one more chance goneanother lost chord in yet another wrong song.Truth often hurts - but it hit me like a hammer,I've been sweating blood for 'product' - I thought it was my art.Would it have made it tougher (all I've had to suffer)if you'd come clean and told me the score form the start?Stop treating everybody like a charityI may have sold my soul - but I won't part with my sanity.I was a schizophrenic - my better half left home,the Samaritans don't answer when I call them on the telephone.You say the cheque is in the post,and it'll sound great at the mix,but we have heard them all before,have we the memory span of fish?It's a monkey shine - a mare's next,a ***** and bull story.you're talking through your hat,you're full of sound and fury.You're wide of the mark, on the wrong scent,barking up the wrong tree, out of it, not a leg to stand on.Dignity is one thing that you can't preserve in alcohol,here's a drug to blow your mind -it's called sodium pentothalI've smelt more rats in my time than a sanitary inspector,so every word you start to speak sets off my lie detector
