So Lonely Was The Ballad

So lonely was the ballad Harmonica Man Sam was so knackered after jives of love He puts on the glove and then puts on his hat Then it's home to the missus who sits on his tongue Selfish sons with their packs of cigarettes Forking out two, take your girl with the ticket Sometimes sane, other times not with it Standing at the picket, man, your hands, they're freezing Girls with their pearls on the flex of Monroes And half gee blow, Marilyn's gone loco, Navajo Hi-ho Silver, hey-ho, let's go dancing with the average Joes Who talk with their fists and argue with their friends Always take the piss but they're loyal in the end But watch out 'cause they'll steal your girlfriend Take her round the back, she'll come back limping And girls singing on the bus, fellas kicking up a fuss Crying out sighs but they're still looking dangerous Oh, this is definitely all for you Living life in the fast lane and, uh Give it up when you got no game, oh well, uh Oh, this is definitely all for you So remember when you choke there's a reason being We leaving the town 'cause we ain't been believing Blowing up smoke from the lungs to the ceiling Making sure nightmares turn up in your dreaming We're all good as we bounce this way On the mic every day, hitting up the country, oh Good time in the old city Who's listening and who wants more? 'Cause the girls singing on the bus, fellas kicking up a fuss Crying out sighs and they're still looking dangerous Oh, this is definitely all for you Living life in the fast lane and, uh Give it up when you got no game, I said, uh Oh, this is definitely all for you "And just how it was that they noticed just how the panic times subsided After listening to this tape, So we would appreciate your feedback People who have panic attacks often feel that they should be able to deal with them And indeed the resources you need are already within you It's just that sometimes the appropriate responses to a particular situation Are not immediately accessible" So some of them said you never made the cut And young son breakaway, wanna be older Sober as a judge as the door slams shut Three bags full and a "Yes" for the "No, sir" Say as you leaving, "Get up and go, go" Say, "Hello, Showaddywaddy wa wo-wo" There's never been a better way Than getting right out of this town on Monday (Monday) Well, I still wear up my old tap shoes, they fit You and me looked twelve years old back when I was ten Whilst Boozy Suzy got woozy with a "who's he", advantage taken If I ever see again that chaperone Get kicked in the teeth, high street downtown Well, her dress is ripped and her shoes are soaking One step, three back, drinking potion Girls singing on the bus, fellas kicking up a fuss Crying out sighs and they're still looking dangerous Oh, this is definitely all for you Living life in the fast lane and, uh Give it up when you got no game, oh well, uh Oh, this is definitely all for you --- So Lonely Was the Ballad - Jamie T