So Lonely Was The Ballad

So lonely was the ballad

Harmonica man Sam was so knackered after jives of love

He puts on the gloves and then puts on his hat

Then its home to the missus who sits on his tongue

Selfish sons with their packs of cigarettes

Forking out two take your girl with the ticket

Sometimes sane other times not with it

Standing at the picket, man your hands they're freezing

Girls with their pearls on the flex of Monroe

Half g blow Marilyn's gone loco

Navaho... hi ho silver, Hey ho lets go dancing with the average Joes

Who talk with their fists and argue with their friends

Always take the piss but they're loyal in the end

But watch out cous cos they'll steal your girlfriend

Take her round the back; she'll come back limping

Girls singing on the bus

Fellas kicking up a fuss

Crying out sighs but they're still looking dangerous

Oh this is definitely all for you

Living life in the fast lane

Give it up when you got no game

Oh this is definitely all for you

So remember when you choke theres a reason bein'

We leavin' the town cos we ain't been believin'

Blowin' up smoke from the lungs to the ceiling

Makin' sure nightmares turn up in your dreamin'

We all good, bounce this way, on the mike every day

Kicking up the country oh

Good time in the old city

Who's listening and who wants more?

Girls singing on the bus

Fellas kicking up a fuss

Crying out sighs but they're still looking dangerous

Oh this is definitely all for you

Living life in the fast lane

Give it up when you got no game

Oh this is definitely all for you

(Spoken Word)

And how it was they noticed how the panic times subsided after listening to this tape, so we would appreciate your feedback. People who have panic attacks often feel that they should be able to deal with them and indeed the resources you need are already within you its just that sometimes the appropriate responses to a particular situation are not immediately accessible

Some of them said you never made the cut and young son break away wanna be older

Sober as a judge as the door slammed shut

3 bags full and a yes for the no sir

Say as you leave, "get up and go, go"

Say "hello Showaddy waddy wa wo wo"

There's never been a better way than getting right out of this town on Monday

Well I still wear my old tap shoes, they fit

You and me looked twelve years old back when i was ten whilst boozy suzie got woozy with a hoozy, advantage taken

If i ever see again that chaperone get kicked in the teeth by street-done Tone

Well her dress is ripped and her shoes are soakin'

1 step, 3 back, drinking potion

Girls singing on the bus

Fellas kicking up a fuss

Crying out sighs but they're still looking dangerous

Oh this is definitely all for you

Living life in the fast lane

Give it up when you got no game

Oh this is definitely all for you.