Letra de The Situationist

A simple case of timing
One thin thread
A thimbleful of lies
A lie along the way
Could make your wave
Then we'd all say your name
Fly your flag away
And see who waves
They might just say your name
I loved the time when
A little clumsy rhyming
Could fit the crown on your head
Head down arms straight out
Left without having completely sussed it out
Head to the sun I've left to run