The Wrong Song - Skyclad

The Wrong Song - Skyclad
Another bad break burst another bubble
Another lost cause here's another trouble
Another heart ache one more chance gone
Another lost chord in yet another wrong song
Sometimes I feel like I'm standing on a hillside
Screaming at the world only wishing it would hear
I can't deny that I'm tired of your lies
But I hope if I hide that you'll all disappear
Can a fat man squeeze a camel through a needle's eye
As hell freezes over the little pigs fly
Just when things seemed better than before
Listen there's a black dog howling at my back door
You say I took it all the wrong way
And got the wrong end of the stick
Proceed to water down the truth
Then make me drink it 'til I'm sick
It's a monkey shine a mare's next
A cock and bull story
You're talking through your hat
You're full of sound and fury
You're wide of the mark on the wrong scent
Barking up the wrong tree out of it not a leg to stand on
Dignity is one thing that you can't preserve in alcohol
Here's a ** to blow your mind
It's called sodium pentothal
I've smelt more rats in my time than a sanitary inspector
So every word you start to speak sets off my lie detector
Another bad break burst another bubble
Another lost cause here's another trouble
Another heart ache one more chance gone
Another lost chord in yet another wrong song
Truth often hurts but it hit me like a hammer
I've been sweating blood for product I thought it was my art
Would it have made it tougher all I've had to suffer
If you'd come clean and told me the score form the start
Stop treating everybody like a charity
I may have sold my soul but I won't part with my sanity
I was a schizophrenic my better half left home
The Samaritans don't answer when I call them on the telephone
You say the cheque is in the post
And it'll sound great at the mix
But we have heard them all before
Have we the memory span of fish
It's a monkey shine a mare's next
A cock and bull story
You're talking through your hat
You're full of sound and fury
You're wide of the mark on the wrong scent
Barking up the wrong tree out of it not a leg to stand on
Dignity is one thing that you can't preserve in alcohol
Here's a ** to blow your mind
It's called sodium pentothal
I've smelt more rats in my time than a sanitary inspector
So every word you start to speak sets off my lie detector
Another wrong song