Lyrics of the Day

"You know it could be a canter If you were just a wee bit less of a wanker"

True.

Lyrics:

This is the beginning of the rest of your life You better start movin' because you're running out of time The realisation coming over your mind That it should be a canter If you could just find the answer You know it could be a canter If you were just a wee bit less of a wanker More than half of the time They tell you it's no easy They tell you that it's hard They say it's impossible to mend a broken heart The lead role in a tragedy pretending that it's art And it's hard to see the finish when you don't know where to start I coulda write a stanza and put you in a song Detail all the times when you were right and I was wrong Flashbacks to the only place I've felt like I've belong You'll never be a king when you're acting like a pawn And the hardest of the game Isn't even playing the game It caring enough to care about the things that you're doing Oh it's a wee crying shame Here comes the rain This is the beginning of the rest of your life You better start grafting cause you're running out of time The roof is on fire and it's raining outside But it should be a canter If you could just find the answer You know it could be a canter If you were just a wee bit less of a wanker More than half of the time And the hardest part of the game Isn't even playing the game It's caring enough to care about the things that you're daein' Oh it's a wee crying shame Here comes the rain