And we talk like lawyers talk
Standing on the sidewalk
And I came out to smoke
And not stand like a robot
But now that you’ve found me
Questioned and bound me
It won’t make it easier on you
Her majesty’s decree
As quoted from the junkies: Demands must be retrieved
With quick and safe delivery
But babe I’m not shitting you
Could not if I wanted to
This won’t make it easier on you
This is not the way to be To get from A to B
To C
We’ve got to work on it
Minor threats and chivalry
And acting self-indulgently
Won’t get you anywhere
Won’t get you anywhere
Someone laughed out loud
They’re watching us right now
And you’re screaming to the wind
So they can’t hear you anyhow
But Ladies and Gentlemen
This won’t make it easier on you
This, and that, and what’s gone wrong
And on, and on, and on, and on
We’ve got to work on it
Minor threats and chivalry
And acting self-destructively
Won’t get you anywhere
Won’t get you anywhere