Spit It All Out

歌詞

I meant every word I said But only said half the words I meant There's a load more where they came from I suppose will get left unsent Like conversation started but don't know which way it went Lips don't miss the wish for a kiss, And time doesn't care how its spent And the only way a white lie shows Is the length of the gap between truths Imprison any feeling usually displayed And they wave white sheets from roofs Pushchair to pensioner no-one said it right So it was simplifed to one great fib Anyone else who couldn't put it into words Just got their lips round good sex or a cig So if you finally spit it all out Make sure you're wearing a bib And I suspect those described as driven Are usually driven by their mum or their dad And motivation something you work on If you cant spell properly or add And if self-belief is something you started Its probably in a book I once had Self-belief the first target of thief The last thing on the mind of the mad And when it comes to your final speech And as usual the cats got your tongue Be glad we're living in a world struck dumb Where the fat lady hasn't yet sung Pushchair to pensioner no-one said it right So it was simplified to one great fib Anyone else who couldn't put it into words Just got their lips round good sex or a cig So if you finally spit it all out Make sure you're wearing a bib From where I'm sat, the lady's not fat She's skinny with just the one lung And the send-off planned the thirty-piece band Have been sacked and probably hung And anyone here who's a 'not sure' Got here but how they forgot And anyone dared ask a 'what for?' Will get what for on the spot So if you finally spit it all out Make sure you're out of your cot