Hang on paul lyrics ( Nazz )
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Artist : Nazz Song : Hang on paul Someone's gonna tell you and it might be me
There's something on your face that even you
can't see
It isn't your eyes and it isn't your nose
You don't have to sniff to tell you that it
ain't no rose
It's something in your arrogant line
Your brain is tired of biding its time
You're gonna blow up here
so Paul you got to make up your mind
You drag into the studio and don't care why
You got a life as big as city hall and that's
no lie
The aging owner treats you to a couple of beers
Feeding you cliches about the thing between
your ears
You wonder if its all he can say
You'll find a better way to say it someday
But Paul you're too busy stripping gears,
now Paul your life is dripping away
Hang in, hang out, hang on, hang on Paul
You're having a ball
It's your way of life and not mine
It's so strangely easy to see
But you're laughing so hard you could die
I'm not about to tell you what you should be
doing
I tend to disappear when I smell trouble
brewing
I understand exactly what's the matter with you
We're stranded here together in this paddleless
canoe
I'll take my chances in the water for now
It's what my mother would have wanted anyhow
The life you're living is over
but Paul, you're no contented cow
They say being in show biz is a thrill
It makes your life a breeze, [...]
But you better do something Paul before it
kills you, yeah
Paul, you've got to make up your mind
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