The Lucksmiths - Clever Hans Lyrics
We’re a pantomime horseThere’s a stupid suit where our relationship wasAnd we’re stuck inside, we’re stuck insideThere’s nowhere to gallop and there’s nowhere to hideWe’re a pantomime horseThe two of us down on all foursAnd we’re running around blindWe’re running around blindWith you in front and me behind of courseClever HansWe’re a pantomime horseAnd I’m mixing up my metaphorsAnd I’m starting to see red, I’m starting to see redHi ho Silver, Hello Mr EdClever HansHave we laid our bets, have we run our race?Have we gone to pasture, have we given up the chase?We’ve got the world at our feetYou’ve got the whip in your handsBut we’re a hundred-to-oneWe’re an outside chanceSometimes it seems like no one understandsClever HansWe’re a pantomime horseThe two of us down on all foursAnd we’re running around fastWe’re running around fastYou’re a nose aheadAnd in the end I’m just the arse
