I could hang about and burn my fingers
I’ve been hanging out here waiting for something to start
You think I’m faultless to a ‘t’
My manner set impeccably
But underneath I am the same as you
I could dance all night like I’m a soul boy
But I know I’d rather drag myself across the dance floor
I feel like dancing on my own
Where no one knows me, and where I
Can cause offence just by the way I look
And when I come to blows
When I am numbering my foes
Just hope that you are on my side my dear
But it’s best to finish as it started
With my face head down just staring at the brown formica
It’s safer not to look around
I can’t hide my feelings from you now
There’s too much love to go around these days
You say I’ve got another face
That’s not a fault of mine these days
I’m honest, brutal and afraid of you
Belle & Sebastian
Yup, this’ll be another of those entries.
Last night was, erm, interesting. I went out on the piss with one of my housemates and some of his friends. Highlights include: talking about kids TV programmes, finding out that one of my housemates friends is a Belle & Sebastian fan, me walking past a bouncer with a pint in my hand, me nicking a pub ashtray (at the request of my housemate), and me having one very fit girl dancing right on front of me and another right behind me :¬)
My housemate and his friends deserted me, leaving me in Flares on my own, with only RAW for company. Then, when he did get home, he asked me to open the deep-fat fryer for him as he was too drunk and it was looking at him strangely. If I ever need entertainment, all I need to do is get him pissed.
So, anyway, quiet night tonight. But I’m faced with a choice. BBC2 are showing Blade tonight. ITV1 are showing Austin Powers. Guess what the problem is? Bloody TV planners. Wodge, there is a suggestion for the Scum Bag for you.
Will
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