Nah Nah



Fed up of excuses
There's nothing more to say
Sands of your patience have surely drained away
Backed into a corner, built of my design
Peer into the future, entwined is yours and mine
I know this can't go on if things remain the same
Drastic changes needed, it's driving me insane

Nah nah nah nah nah...

Although we realize it, I hope it's not too late
Beggin' all the pardons, please don't lock the gate
A spider's web was woven, full of much deceit
I know you are exhausted, too much to repeat
I know this can't go on if things remain the same
The words have failed me, there's nothing more to say

Nah nah nah nah nah...

Talking about a real thing

I'm too embarrassed just to look you in the eye
You stuck your neck out, gosh at least a thousand times
There's no more courage just to ask the reason why
Why, oh why ?

Talking about a real thing
Talking about a real thing

Nah nah nah nah nah...


Lyrics by:
Ipinson

Available on:
Unfinished Monkey Business (3.55)

Details:
Written by Nigel Ipinson, this track was being sketched out circa August 1996.


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