I'm late, I'm late
for a very important date
It's ok, I can wait
I live inside my head
Doc then calls me, doc then calls me
"Are you a risk to your son?
The council told me," council told her ?
I roar I do not run
Doc is nice, doc is nice
she sits and hears me out
My mess is their fault, mess is their fault
I say it do not shout
Come back and see me, back and see me
Doc tells me as I leave
Yes I will, yes I will
What I say you do believe
Thursday, 8 October 2009
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