Look into your mirror and say goodbye from me
Look into your mirror and say goodbye from me
Talking to you is like trying to talk to a Gramophone
My head's an egg your hand's a spoon and everything you do is so overgrown
I'd rather be on my own

If we cut it quickly it'll die before it hangs
I know I'm looking sickly but my heart is in your fangs
See the eager fellas looking all enthusiastic by the garden gate
See the pretty girlies using lots of talcum powder 'cos they got a date
Man they can hardly wait

I fell for you when the night was young
We danced till two then I trod on your tounge
Your kisses flooded me with joy
And then you told me, and then you told me
'I wish I was a boy'

Walk across the water and see how far you get
If you don't get anywhere at least you might get wet
Oh I know you well enough to know that you don't think
Still if you don't worry I don't suppose you'll sink
Sink from the falling brink