Keep it tight against your chest
This is my time
I'd like to see the table turned
Trade your placemat with mine
See if you can still make a ball
Or maybe eat the apple whole
And the furthest I could reach
Was as close as I had come
I'm in over my knees
And still the only one
Who has to get a grip on himself
I could use some outside help
It's already stale
It's just getting older and my side
Was sinking so quick
That the best I could do was jump ship
Waiting with bad bated breath
For the wind to change
It's just a well worn-out suggestion
To occupy the day
I wished that I knew when I threw it away
That I could deal with feeling this strange
But it sounds so similar
To something that I've done before
So I give myself a slap on the wrist
And you jam my hand in the door
It raises a smile from you
But it's only worth a by-line mention
A simple footnote from an impractical joke
Couldn't seem to hold your attention
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- This Smudge Is True (the Best Of Smudge 1991-98)
- Where I Go At Night - EP
- StayFeelRegret - EP
- Eighteen In A Week
- Mo Poontang
- You Me Carpark...Now
- Mike Love Not War EP
- Slight Return - EP
- Manilow, Pt. 1
- Hot Smoke And Sassafras
- Real McCoy Wrong Sinatra
- Totally Wireless: The Triple J Acoustic Sessions
- Quarantine
- Heard It Through the Bovine, Volume 3
- Manilow
- Love, Lust, and Lemonjuice
- The Big Backyard
- Selections From The Forthcoming Album Real McCoy, Wrong...
- Tea Toast & Turmoil
- This Smudge Is True