We Are The Champignons
I've been crucified by all the scribes -
You can't see my back for all the knives;
The commentators have done all they could:
And fair enough - I'm just no good.
I try my best, there's no excuse;
You come to realise that it's just no use.
It's about time everyone understood
The simple fact - I'm just no good.
This latest effort is pretty drab;
Try Harem Scarum, they're always fab.
Turn off the radio, I know I would:
Let's just face it - I'm just no good.
It's about time a rock star spoke,
Admitted that his talent was a joke -
I'll be the first in the neighbourhood
To say without a doubt I'm just no good.
Possibly we could get Sting
Admitting to his pissant thing -
When Dunsinane gets to Birnham Wood,
That's when he'll admit he's no good.
Then Bono could take a stand,
But this time against his band -
Morality is his daily food,
Why don't he preach, "I'm no good?"
Just before we run out of time,
That last verse contained an eye rhyme;
Now I feel that I should
Point out that it wasn't good.
The singer has mucked up this song;
The guitarist has got it wrong;
The bassist, in all likelihood
Is like the drummer - just no good.
You can't see my back for all the knives;
The commentators have done all they could:
And fair enough - I'm just no good.
I try my best, there's no excuse;
You come to realise that it's just no use.
It's about time everyone understood
The simple fact - I'm just no good.
This latest effort is pretty drab;
Try Harem Scarum, they're always fab.
Turn off the radio, I know I would:
Let's just face it - I'm just no good.
It's about time a rock star spoke,
Admitted that his talent was a joke -
I'll be the first in the neighbourhood
To say without a doubt I'm just no good.
Possibly we could get Sting
Admitting to his pissant thing -
When Dunsinane gets to Birnham Wood,
That's when he'll admit he's no good.
Then Bono could take a stand,
But this time against his band -
Morality is his daily food,
Why don't he preach, "I'm no good?"
Just before we run out of time,
That last verse contained an eye rhyme;
Now I feel that I should
Point out that it wasn't good.
The singer has mucked up this song;
The guitarist has got it wrong;
The bassist, in all likelihood
Is like the drummer - just no good.
Credits
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.