My wounds are nicely slated dear

I never got to thank you right

I was finished way before I could see

Quite what you had in mind for me



I'm doing cartwheels



Now the pessimism in me yawns

As I'm pissing on their perfect front lawns

A voice calls out behind my back

and i take off into the grounds



I'm doing Cartwheels



It'll all tie me up into knots



I diddn't mean to speak out of turn

Now you can sit and watch me squirm

now the party's really in full swing

I wish i had a friend I could ring



I'm doing cartwheels



You're really loving this aren't you dear

Now you've got me on the ropes out here

With nowhere else to run to now

Just stay and face the music



It'll all tie me up into knots