The story goes you know every detail
Everybody knows the books that I'm in.
The story goes I've been self-destructive
Everybody knows that I'm steeped in sin
Everybody knows I've got no sense of humour
I'm too morose and too damn peculiar
And the weakness shows...
The story goes that I'd give up gladly
The story goes this is a deadman's prose
Everybody knows that I've fucked up badly
I'm just hanging on by the length of my nose
Everybody knows I've only got one song
And it's much too slow and it's much too long
And this is how it goes.
Everybody knows this is some kinda diary
The story goes in some unsecret code
It's always later rather than sooner
I'm always there when the punch line explodes
The story goes I've got the world by the horns
And all this from a well-dressed fawn
And there's something gone wrong.
Writer(s): Roland Stuart Howard
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