You Silly Git

She says the joys of life are lost among the living So I guess all those souvenirs are for her health She gives me quarters for the phone And every time I feel alone I go broke Yeah I go broke She says if you're not here at least make sure you miss me So when I miss her I make sure to let her know It's the least that I could do And sure I guess I like it too I'm Mr. Charming without the charming I can hear the eyebrows raise when I start singing 'Cause the songs I sing are all about myself You can read me like a book I'm not as clever as I look I've got a sneaky kind of selfish That I keep upon the shelf With jars of double-sided comments For people who've done nothing wrong Preparing for the lights And always practicing my sha-na-nas I will stand right next to giants And roar aside the lions Wondering how is it so easy For leaves amid the breeze to blow From hometowns all around us To hometowns where nobody lives Just cities full of people People making people making people For the masses People we won't ever know She says the point of this is not to date the future So just focus on the task at hand Try to break up with your pride And start to flirt with satisfied --- You Silly Git - Dan Mangan