@[Diderik:33655] "Your a holiday!" Was a popular term used in the 50s/60s to compliment someone on their all around. For example, not only are they beautiful, but they are fun and kind too ... just an all around "holiday".
I think your first comment is closer to being accurate. The singer/song writers state "Millions of eyes can see, yet why am i so blind!? When the someone else is me, its unkind its unkind". I believe hes referring to the girl toying with him and using him. He wants something deeper with her, thats why he allows himself to be as a puppet (even though for her fun and games) as long as it makes her happy. But he knows deep down that she doesnt really want to be serious with him and thats what makes him.
the wolves wear the wool
of the sheep the have fooled
and preach their code of conduct:
"You've gotta push that, push that product"
we'll live in fear, for coats they may sheer
the fleecing of a fleeting flock
you may have my wool, you may have my locks
but my voice you have not
my voice you have not
We're sitting ducks, with feathers plucked
and labeled cheap and easy for a thrill
you hide those fangs so cleverly my dear, behind the lips you lick
o' how you wish for just one taste of me
you sing your songs so prettily my dear, from out the lips you lick
They're on you like a rash
but I won't be led astray
Hey boy, you best look out
(*"Ooh, we'll have you.")
Pay mind to those greedy people climbers
(*They say licking their lips at you)
They'll crush and they'll claw their way to the top
Your legs are just ladders to them
Your head's just another step man
On you like a rash
On you like a rash
We're sitting ducks, with feathers plucked
and labeled cheap and easy for a thrill
You may have my wool
you may have my locks
but my voice you have not
you hide those fangs so cleverly my dear, behind the lips you lick
o' how you wish for just one taste of me
you sing your songs so prettily my dear, from out the lips you lick
They're on you like a rash
but I won't be led astray
of the sheep the have fooled
and preach their code of conduct:
"You've gotta push that, push that product"
we'll live in fear, for coats they may sheer
the fleecing of a fleeting flock
you may have my wool, you may have my locks
but my voice you have not
my voice you have not
We're sitting ducks, with feathers plucked
and labeled cheap and easy for a thrill
you hide those fangs so cleverly my dear, behind the lips you lick
o' how you wish for just one taste of me
you sing your songs so prettily my dear, from out the lips you lick
They're on you like a rash
but I won't be led astray
Hey boy, you best look out
(*"Ooh, we'll have you.")
Pay mind to those greedy people climbers
(*They say licking their lips at you)
They'll crush and they'll claw their way to the top
Your legs are just ladders to them
Your head's just another step man
On you like a rash
On you like a rash
We're sitting ducks, with feathers plucked
and labeled cheap and easy for a thrill
You may have my wool
you may have my locks
but my voice you have not
you hide those fangs so cleverly my dear, behind the lips you lick
o' how you wish for just one taste of me
you sing your songs so prettily my dear, from out the lips you lick
They're on you like a rash
but I won't be led astray
Lyrics submitted by Bdon12
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