Poison Pen lyrics

from `Coming Up For Air`, 1996, Intersound Music Inc.



So you`ve got a leather jacket and a backstage pass...
And an attitude that just won`t quit
You`ve got your greasy little toady walking two steps behind
telling you, man, you`re `it`...

You say you`re looking for an angle but I think it`s the beer
You cop a few and you`re long gone
Headline, deadline, anything to hide behind
Why don`t you strap a set on?...


(CHORUS:)
Those that can, do
Those that can`t,
write about it
Those that can, do
Those that can`t,
write about it

So you bought a poison pen, couldn`t make it yourself...
was the only way that you knew how
And you renew your subscription to the Catch of The Day
at the Church of What`s Happening Now...

Reading...all the big boys starting to drool
Steal from them, chapter and verse
Let`s not talk about original thought--
If you had one it would be the first...

(CHORUS)


Well, it`s gotta make you crazy that you don`t have the guts...
to lay it out on the line
And think it`s time to face you`re just taking up space...
and wasting everybody`s time

And year after year, when you`re looking in the mirror
all you see`s the great unknown
You had a little power and it went to your head--
when it got there, it was all alone...

(CHORUS)





--words & music by Michael Stanley