Many's the time I've been thinking about changing my ways
But when it gets right down to it it's the same drunken haze
I'm serving a sentence to write life's sentences
It's only when I'm out of it I make sense of this
Just for the record I'm gonna put it down, [down]
Just for the record I'm gonna change my life around
Just a revolutionary with a pseudonym
Just a barroom dancer on my final fling
Just another writer paying off my dues
Just finding inspiration well that's my excuse
Just for the record I'm gonna put it down, [down]
Just for the record I'm gonna change my life around
Just another empty gesture with an empty glass
Just another comic actor behind a tragic mask,
But I've got no discipline got no self control
Just a little less painful here when my back's against the wall
It's too late, I found, it's too far, I'm in two minds
Both of them are out of it at the bar
When you say I got a problem that's a certainty
But I can put it all right down to eccentricity
It's just for the record it's just a passing phase
Just for the record I can stop any day
(Marquee Club, London)
Writer(s): Mark Kelly, Ian Mosley, Steve Rothery, Pete Trewavas, Derek William Dick
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