Graham Coxon

Wandering around Camden Town
Feeling like a fishy in a can
Boots a-scratching lines on shitty ground
Had to get some air and so I am
I'm walking a tightrope from morning 'til night
From my bed to my bed and it don't feel right
But I know where I'm going and it ain't no lie
And I don't want to waste it like them other guys
Lungs are folding up inside of me
Legs have just been hammered out of stone
My heart is stopping far as I can see
Mind and all my fuses have been blown
I'm walking a tightrope from morning 'til night
From my bed to my bed and it don't feel right
But I know where I'm going and it ain't no lie
And I don't want to waste it like them other guys
Saw you in the front yard praying, are you gonna get saved?
Saw you in the back yard digging, were you digging my grave?
Is there something that I can tell you that will change your mind
I know it took too long to admit that I treated you unkind
I'm walking a tightrope from morning 'til night
From my bed to my bed and it don't feel right
But I know where I'm going and it ain't no lie
And I don't want to waste it like them other guys