See what lies before you, make a mental note
So many fish in the sea, gonna need a bigger boat
But it must start to bore you, trying to stay afloat
You’re gonna need water wings
‘Cause the tide’s up to your throat
You wanna meet with the king
Then you gotta get past the moat
But I can swim
I don’t need Kim’s Game
To remember every face and name
I’ll take the fame if it’s all the same to you
I’m on the A-list of everyone you’ll never kiss
So don’t look now
So you’ll never know what you missed
Is a passive bottom on your checklist near the top?
Does an average-size dick
Mean you’ve got the pick of the crop?
And do you know you’ve got them
When their trousers start to drop?
But then you’re late to learn that the pork could use a chop
It’s got some weight to burn, better return it to the shop
But I am slim
Do you wanna play with no strings?
Pull a few and then grab your coat (It’s not over yet)
Well it’s the fat lady who sings
But there's something stuck in her throat
Could it be him? I think it’s him
Could it be him? It could be him
What can I do?
To the back of the queue
released June 27, 2010
Chris Black - vocals, synth
Guy Johnston - guitar, drums
Dan Marr - bass