Future Of The Left Stand By Your Manatee
This one time
I was running through the fields
When I came across a dead guy
With a letter in his hands
So I scanned it
And though the grammar was OK
There was such a lack of purpose
That it was difficult to care
But anyway
Hidden in the mess of letters lies the awful truth
That Emma’s Mum and Dad use plastic forks [?]
Yeah!
Nothing in this world could take her common shame away
Yeah!
Cos Emma’s Mum and Dad use plastic forks [?]
The next day (about 10 o’clock)
It was playing on my mind (well I say it was)
So I entered it for contest [?] (good job!)
But there was nothing fair to print
But anyway
Hidden in the mess of letters lies the awful truth
Yeah
That Emma’s Mum and Dad use plastic forks [?]
Yeah!
Nothing in this world could take her common shame away
Yeah!
Cos Emma’s Mum and Dad use plastic forks [?]
Maybe it’s an old cliché
But sometimes things are better left expected
You let your manatee down
Then you drown, that’s just the way with nature
I been there once or twice, before
With better hair, and let me tell you
Only the good die young
Except for when they don’t
It’s not exactly fair
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
It’ll never be a kingdom share [?]
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
It’ll never be a kingdom share [?]
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
It’ll never be a kingdom share [?]
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
It’ll never be a kingdom share [?]
