Standard (EADGBE)
I'll never dance with a Sycophant
I'd rather entertain disdain
from someone who I love, at least you know where you stand,
you'll never understand
// x2
Keep your eyes on your own work son, do your homework son
you'll never be undone
we're like a father and a son we will never be undone
// x2
I'll ask you;
are my clothes alright?
Is my hair alright?
You can say what you want cos its what we like
we are judged on everything single thing we do
we could not care less cos we are us not you
you say you're clued up i think you're glued up
You're seen everywhere in town, but you're never with a friend
you know everybodys name, you're the king of pretend
The proofs in the pudding, and the gigs,
you've not even been to Woolworths to buy your mix
You flirt with the weather a kneeling knave?
Billy Shakespeare would be spinning in his grave
are my clothes alright?
Is my hair alright?
You can say what you want cos its what we like
we are judged on everything single thing we do
we could not care less cos we are us not you
you say you're clued up i think you're glued up
You're seen everywhere in town, but you're never with a friend
you know everybodys name, you're the king of pretend
are my clothes alright?
Is my hair alright?
You can say what you want cos its what we like
we are judged on everything single thing we do
we could not care less cos we are us not you
you say you're clued up i think you're glued up
You're seen everywhere in town, but you're never with a friend
you know everybodys name, you're the king of pretend
You'd rather dance with a Sycophant how do you sleep
How do you get Up Get Fucked