Long Face

I lost the plot and roamed around Looked in the shops and hit the town My head was stuffed with words and aches I felt so rough and out of shape The clouds puffed up like bags of sweets That? s just my luck, I couldn? t eat My guts were full of churning fear With so much bull I had to clear When she said stuff yourself, don? t be a clown Paint your wagon and take yourself right out of town What? s this long face that keeps on Hanging around She wouldn? t say, I couldn? t tell This was the day I? d go to hell I sulked around in such a mood Until I found the one I? d screwed And then it came as clear as mud I was the pain that boiled the blood And saw the faults they were none Deep in the vaults where love begun When she said stuff yourself, don? t be a clown Paint your wagon and take yourself right out of town What? s this long face that keeps on Hanging around And then she said get a grip and shake this mood Get a life and find yourself some attitude What? s this long face that keeps on Hanging around When she said stuff yourself, don? t be a clown Paint your wagon and take yourself right out of town What? s this long face that keeps on Hanging around Then she said get a grip and shake this mood Get a life and find yourself some attitude What? s this long face that keeps on Hanging around