The Acetates - Oh the Misery Lyrics

Selfish girl what do you want from me
Why'd you come around
You're always laughing at me
You know I hate the sound

I've been to Timbuktu and I've been down
I've been running from Johnny Law
Been running from the hounds

Oh the Misery

I've settled down and played for the king
You know I've played the tune
Played it for the jester and the man on the moon

I've been here for too long, now I gotta get away
Cause you'll come running after me, begging me to stay

Blinded teeth don't rip into my head
You know my words are better off dead
Pots and pans, lots of hands
Oh the misery

Stone the boys with the curly hair, ambitious youth
Down by the law always sittin' on the wagon of truth
Three bones came to be, dancin' around my brain
Now Johnny law's coming after me, saying I'm insane

Blinded teeth don't rip into my head
You know my words are better off dead
Pots and pans, lots of hands
Oh the misery