Born the day before the World Cup Final
66
You thought you were destined for great things
You thought
The rare “I like you”
Seeping out while in the bedroom
Illustrates my real conundrum
Why I’m still around you
I’m half alive then
Half unsure that I’m dying
Cos there’s nothing I rely on
When I’m left around you
Don’t call Desiree
You’ve really got the better of the 10 percent that’s still me
Don’t call Desiree
You’ll only perforate the outer shell that still contains me
Don’t come around
Don’t come around
Don’t call Desiree
Fast Forward 55 years
What have you accomplished?
Nothing much
Just blame it on Desiree
She caught me out
With no more energy to progress
Will she ever start to process
That we’re being used we are
She’s underneath
And that is where she wants to hear
All the voices that surround me
Telling me to speak to her
Don’t call Desiree
You’ve really got the better of the 10 percent that’s still me
Don’t call Desiree
You’ll only perforate the outer shell that still contains me
Don’t come around
Don’t come around
Don’t call Desiree
