From the recording The Tyranny of the Smug
Getting turned proper way round, head held high and feet on firm ground.
keyboards: John Peer
Lyrics
I'm gonna take a holiday from any form of rationality
and get right out of the way of my unthinking self
no pretending to escape from proletariate philosophy
never feeling any pain, or 'fessin' up outright
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I can't believe it's true, no no no no
I can't believe it's true, no no no
I can't believe it's true, that it was you who turned me around
right side down
Falling down Any Other Way to escape the rules of gravity
I think it suffices to say it didn't go my way
Perpetually moving between machines of hurrying and flattery
Smiling delusions of rain and a parched embrace
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Taken for a lonely ride, waiting for a laughter-silvered way of finding
an uncontaminated sky away from all the fabricated glare
well there's nothing much left to say to explain the things you'd done for me
I can't get out of my own way, but I need you in mine
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