Words and Music: Jim Johnston

I've got to give it one big shout!
You're not listening to me.
Gotta find a way to stand out, stand out, stand out.
I got a little bit older, should shed a pound or two got more hairs on my southside,
Southside than are in my 'do.
Restoration disintegration answer desperation's call,
You know my education, aint worth much at all!
Each year brings complications, but I'm still on the ball.
I'll swing when you say 'just swing' - come meet your brand new toy
Eon't cringe when you see, I'm trying to be a glamour boy.
I've taken care of those age spots, still need a tuck or two,
Beauty is wasted on children - they tease you, tease you, tease you.
Keep on losing that battle, I've waged on gravity,
Battle lines are drawn all, all-o, all over me.
Levitation, exploitation, answer inspirations call, hair transplantation,
Where there's nothing at all!
No exaggeration, please catch me when I fall.
I'll swing when you say 'now swing' - come meet your brand new toy.
Don't cringe when you see, I just want to be a glamour boy.
Cause it's so hard to get by,
No way I'll ever catch myself living a lie
And you dont need to explain,