When cornered you complain about the state of your career
And you look intently straight ahead, pretending I'm not here
And you look me in the eye and say "It's not about us"
And you tell me I'm so silly to be making such a fuss
So everything's okay except you're nervous as a cat
But what's it say about me if you think I'd fall for that?
Where'd you hide the body?Heh. This song (full lyrics here) always brings a wry smile to my face, mainly coz I most certainly coulda wrote this song if I had a scintilla of the poet in my soul. But I don't... and I'm grateful for those that DO, coz I saw this movie... when it was playin' in my local theatre... and it wasn't pretty. At all.
Where'd you stash the loot?
Just keep your hands where I can see them
And maybe I won't shoot