A broken Bic biro and an Egyptian ring
And a song full of words that I've been meaning to sing
A friend on my shoulder and a girl on my back
I think she's a dog but maybe she's a cat
And maybe a tortoise will give us some proof
That it can live longer than any of us
Well it don't happen often but lightning does strike
I've been sleeping with girls that I don't even like
The heating was broken, the shower was cold
We need a new can of tuna, it's just how it goes
We need a new can of tuna, it's just how it goes
I said I'd stop buying papers and start buying pens
And I can tell you a story I've already told you again
I feel pretty good, I come in pretty good health
But I'm also prone to repeating myself
I'm sorry if you've heard it before
Here's a protest song about stopping a war
I know it gets boring and I know it gets old
We need a new can of tuna, it's just how it goes
We need a new can of tuna, it's just how it goes
Well I've been reading reviews of an album I wrote
Seems that some people like liked it and some people don't
I'm happy with either I don't really mind
It didn't cost me anything but time
I'm sorry if you don't like my songs
I hope you don't mind that we carry on
We'll never get boring and we'll never get old
It's a new can of tuna, it's just how it goes
It's just a new can of tuna, it's just how it goes