Robyn Hitchcock Sayonara Judge
Losing my face, losing my friends
Losing my temper
Losing my place on the map
Losing my home
Losing my January
To December
But I'm twirling my cane
Out on my own
Sayonara, I'm a loser
But I'm walking on air
Losing my case, losing my form
Losing my tether
Losing my neighbourhood
My self-esteem
Losing my mind
I can't keep it together
But together is not
All that it seems
Sayonara (sayonara) I'm a loser
But I'm walking on air
Uh-huh
Losing your trust, losing your love
Losing your number
Losing your praise, your rubber stamp
Losing your smile
I never danced
Not even a rhumba
But if i did
I'd be dancing in style
Sayonara, I'm a loser
But i'm walking on air
(air, uh-huh)
Goodbye judge
I won't wait for the sentence
I know what you always wanted to do
Goodbye judge
Auf wiedersehn jury
I'm not sticking around
For any of you
Sayonara, I'm a loser
But i'm walking on air
(uh huh)
Walking on air
(yes, sir)
Walking on air
(air, uh huh)
(air, uh huh)
Goodbye teddy bear
(air, uh huh)
(air, uh huh)
