| Baa Baa Black Sheep (This one's about being criticised by friends for trying to help out a female friend a few years my junior, because they think I want to get in her pants!) When I look through the photo of your deep brown eyes I'm just sorry I'm so far from your begging cries Cries for attention From my affection That I can't give you cause I'm told it's wrong Why the concrete barriers to application? Everything is done to halt the activation Of one connection Through your protection Then the same's done for you, but it's not wrong chorus Swinging on the middle finger I'm the snake and they're the singer Abide by the rules of the games they play I guess it's never gonna be my day But does it really matter anyway? When I look through the photo of your deep brown eyes I'm just sorry I'm so far from your begging cries Cries for attention From my affection That I can't give you cause I'm told it's wrong bridge Lone black sheep and I'm a dead ringer They're fat and I'm getting thinner Hide in the shadows where the clouds cover grey Try to test my luck, but their tempers fray All I can do, cross my fingers and pray Swinging on the middle finger I'm the snake and they're the singer Abide by the rules of the games they play I guess it's never gonna be my day But does it really matter anyway? |