Left To My Own Devices

I get out of bed at half past ten

Phone up a friend who's a party animal

Turn on the news and drink some tea

Maybe if you're with me

We'll do some shopping

One day I'll read

Or learn to drive a car

If you pass the test

You can beat the rest

But I don't like to compete

Or talk street, street, street

I can pick up the best

From the party animal

I could leave you

Say good bye

Or I could love you if I try

And I could

And left to my own devices

I probably would

Pick up a brochure about the Sun

Learn to ignore what the photographer saw

I was always told that you should join a club

Stick with the gang

If you want to belong

I was a lonely boy

No strength, no joy

In a world of my own

At the back of the garden

I didn't want to compete

Or play out on the street

For in a secret life

I was a Roundhead general

I could leave you

Say good bye

Or I could love you if I try

And I could

And left to my own devices

I probably would

Left to my own devices

I probably would

Oh, I would

I was faced with a choice

At a difficult age

Would I write a book?

Or should I take to the stage?

But in the back of my head

I heard distant feet

Che Guevara and Debussy

To a disco beat

It's not a crime

When you look the way you do

The way I like to picture you

When I get home, it's late at night

I pour a drink and watch the fight

Turn off the TV, look at a book

Pick up the phone, fix some food

Maybe I'll sit up all night and day

Waiting for the minute I hear you say

I could leave you

Say good bye

Or I could love you if I try

And I could

And left to my own devices

I probably would

Come on, baby

Say good bye

I could love you if I try

And I could

And left to my own devices

I probably would

Left to my own devices

I probably would

Come on, baby

Left to my own devices

I probably would