I havent got the brains
To
say wise things
To tell true things
When you laugh
I havent got the
strength
To tell you straight things
Cause they are different
For everyone
Message blows at the sun
Grace
Ive got a pretty face
Which
automatically implies Im dumb
Wise Japanese
Master says
No time for Roo Di Ments
Hes in my head
And I just cant get him
out
All is said
And done
Sister is calling
In my head
where she sleeps
Longing for desire
Shes afraid
Its never to keep
Sister is moving me
I havent got
the guts
To preach you blue things
To
talk about true things
I dont know
Cause Im a chicken in the worst
Sense of
the word
About these harsh things
Wanna be a friend to everyone
Message blows at the sun
I havent
got the sense`
To say sound things
Nor
profound things
Im not strong
Cause I
am far too afraid to
Be taken wrongly
Though I really say
Nothing at all