Hence My Clobber

The shirt don't fit
Them shoes ain't got no grip
The hat, don't keep the sun off my face
The jacket's too bright
My black is too white
The sunnies keep foggin' on my face

Hence my clobber
Hence my clobber
Hence my clobber
Hence my clobber

You wouldn't ask me for a lift
You fly a flag and start a rift
The different colours helped you reconcile the lie
Your bag dropped an orange book
You picked it up and brushed the dirt
You liked the title but you never read a word

Hence my clobber
Hence my clobber
Hence my clobber
Hence my clobber

My sand's got too much dirt
My place got too much work
There was a time when the answers disappeared
Didn't want the action but you wanted the fuss
You kept the flowers but missed the bus
I lit the matches but I didn't start the fire

Hence my clobber
Hence my clobber
Hence my clobber
Hence my clobber
Hence
Hence
Hence
Hence



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Pilz
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