(Verden Allen)



Too many people about

Telling me what to do with myself

It's hard to get around

Walking on soft soft ground



Well they can say what they feel

Cause I'm completely foreign

I know it's clear

It's putting my mind my mind at ease

She's reliable but demanding

She orders me about

She often keeps on wanting

'Til the morning light is out



Too many mouths

Arguing over nothing

Its hard to get around

Walking on soft soft ground