Et Les Mots Croisés

I don't want to be a pioneer A singer sings a sad song when he's sad But honey, all these years I've been upset I've slowly turned the kind of blue That keeps your jeans dry Now I don't need to reinvent the wheel A singer needs to feel like he's been had It's all so sad, it's all so sad Oh broke, oh beat, oh twisted feet And so on, and so forth So don't steal, don't lie Just tie your tie And go on, go forth Go on, go forth Sing la-di-da So hell I thought I knew why I was here To find myself a girl who makes me sad But I went looking round and all I found Was this here one who makes me tea And brings the crossword So how am I supposed to bring us down To think that I got used to being sad And sometimes down And always blue And did I mention sad Oh broke, oh beat, oh twisted feet And so on and so forth So don't steal, don't lie Just tie your tie And go on, go forth Go on, go forth Oh broke, oh beat, oh twisted feet And so on and so forth So don't steal, don't lie Just tie your tie And go on, go forth Go on, go forth Just go --- Et les Mots Croisés - Dan Mangan