Text: Dexys Midnight Runners. Too-Rye-Ay. Liars a to E.

Nobody tells you, you end up knowing
Bad habits, you should sleep alone
Open to suggestions, is that the way you feel?

'Coz you're the voice of experience, every word you choose
Sweet stolen info' you must never lose
You're so secure in your habitat familiar

But you won't want from me
There's nothing else to see
Try smoking your own and don't look at me

No need to explain it, just order dresses
Bad habits you really shouldn't keep
Quick nip next door to the vendor of charisma

Because the time, the place and the mood is right
And good old Kevin will be all right
Here comes, "His soul" get your pen and notebooks ready

But you won't look like me
You'll never think like me
Try smoking your own and don't follow me
Singing it, singing it

There's need to explain it, just [Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible]

'Coz you're the voice of experience, every word you choose
Sweet stolen info' you must never lose
So secure in your habitat familiar

But you won't want from me
There's nothing else to see
Try smoking your own and don't look at me

No need to explain it, just order dresses
Bad habits, you should sleep alone
Open to suggestions, is that the way you feel?