You take your white finger, slide the neil under, the top and bottom buttons of, my blazer...relax the fraying weel, slacken ties and i'm... not to look at you in the shoe, but the eyes, find the eyes... finde me and follow me trough corridors refectories and files you must follow leave this academic factory you will find me in the matinee the dark of the matinee it's better in the matinee the dark of the matinee is mines yes it's mine... i time every journey, to bump into you, accidentaly i... charm you and tell you, of the boys i hate...all the girls i hate...all the words i hate...all the clothes i hate...how i'll never be...anything i hate. You smile mention something that you like, oh how you'd have a happy life, if you did the thing you like!
find me and follow me...
so i'm on BBC2 now, telling terry wogan how...i made it. what i made is unclear now, but his deference is and his laughter is...my words and smile are so easy now, yes it's easy now, yes it's easy now
find me and follow me.
