this is a dreadful party
i don't know why i came here
gettin to be pretty common
place
don't want anyone to see my
face
actually it's more like i don't
care
to see anybody else sittin
there
this is a song for the lonely
soul
the one who's hiding there in a
hole
feeling apprehensive all by
myself
that's the only way it's ever
been
delicate tension creeps up on you
and
you don't know how to keep it
there
pelican pension is all you will
ever win
are you amused by my pitiful
tale
everybody knows how it feels to
fail
grief and misery often drop by
middle age crisis, what's the point
i
think we oughta just split this
joint
i mean depart the
premises
let's get out of here
i
feel a sudden surge of
delicate tension creeps up on you
and
you don't now how to keep it
there
pelican pension is all you will
ever get paid
delicate tension creeps
up on you
and you don't know how i
keep it there
penguin perception is
all i will ever get paid
gettin to be pretty common
place
don't want anyone to see my
face
actually it's more like i don't
care
to see anybody else sittin
there
the first introduction at the
door
proved i shouda stayed home even
more
the second introduction said i'm
so debonair
but i don't care to stick
around
make believe this is a millon-seller
make believe this is a millon-seller
make believe this is a millon-seller
make believe this is a millon-seller
if you ever wanna see me again
roll
over george orwell
if you ever wanna
kiss me again
roll over george
orwell
if you ever wanna hear me
again
roll over george orwell
if
you ever wanna have me again
roll
over george orwell
beethoven
dave
brubeck
mark chapman
michael
jackson
george orwell
©1978/lyrics©1984 r.stevie moore
as appears on
gets off
(1952-19??) lp
live at tonic 2006