Et Les Mots Croisés

(albüm: Nice, Nice, Very Nice - 2009)

I don't want to be a pioneer
A singer sings a sad song when he's sad
But honey, all these years I've been upset
I've slowly turned the kind of blue
That keeps your jeans dry

Now I don't need to reinvent the wheel
A singer needs to feel like he's been had
It's all so sad, it's all so sad

Oh broke, oh beat, oh twisted feet
And so on, and so forth
So don't steal, don't lie
Just tie your tie
And go on, go forth
Go on, go forth
Sing la de da...

So hell I thought I knew why I was here
To find myself a girl who makes me sad
But I went looking round and all I found
Was this here one who makes me tea
And brings the crossword

So how am I supposed to bring us down
To think that I got used to being sad
And sometimes down
And always blue
And did I mention sad

Oh broke, oh beat, oh twisted feet
And so on and so forth
So don't steal, don't lie
Just tie your tie
And go on, go forth
Go on, go forth

Oh broke, oh beat, oh twisted feet
And so on and so forth
So don't steal, don't lie
Just tie your tie
And go on, go forth
Go on, go forth
Just go