Artist: squeeze
Song: long face
I lost the plot and roamed around
Looked in the shops and hit the town
My head was stuffed with words and aches
I felt so rough and out of shape
The clouds puffed up like bags of sweets
That?s just my luck, I couldn?t eat
My guts were full of churning fear
With so much bull I had to clear
When she said stuff yourself, don?t be a clown
Paint your wagon and take yourself right out of town
What?s this long face that keeps on
Hanging around
She wouldn?t say, I couldn?t tell
This was the day I?d go to hell
I sulked around in such a mood
Until I found the one I?d screwed
And then it came as clear as mud
I was the pain that boiled the blood
And saw the faults they were none
Deep in the vaults where love begun
When she said stuff yourself, don?t be a clown
Paint your wagon and take yourself right out of town
What?s this long face that keeps on
Hanging around
And then she said get a grip and shake this mood
Get a life and find yourself some attitude
What?s this long face that keeps on
Hanging around
When she said stuff yourself, don?t be a clown
Paint your wagon and take yourself right out of town
What?s this long face that keeps on
Hanging around
Then she said get a grip and shake this mood
Get a life and find yourself some attitude
What?s this long face that keeps on
Hanging around
