Lyrics

Take you to the cinema And leave you in a Wimpy Bar You tell me that we've gone too far Come running up to me Make the scene at Cousin Jack's Leave him to put the bottles back Mends his glasses that I cracked Well that's one up to me, yeah Ohhh, it's up to me, yeah Buy a silver cloud to ride Pack a tennis club inside Trouser cuffs hung far too wide Well it was up to me Tire's down on your bicycle Your nose feels like an icicle The yellow fingered smoky girl Is looking up to me, yeah Ohhh, it's all up to me Well I'm a common working man With a half of bitter, bread and jam And if it pleases me I'll put one on you man When the copper fades away Ohhh, it's up to me Ohhh, it's all up to me The rainy season comes to pass The day-glo pirate sinks at last And if I laughed a bit too fast Well it was up to me Take you to the cinema And leave you in a Wimpy Bar You tell me that we've gone too far Come running up to me, yeah
Writer(s): Ian Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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