I love this song. I love how he sings "Timid like the damned. Only I know where I'll land." Listening to the remastered version, I think the lyrics may be the following. The 'tourist' part doesn't sound right but I can't think of what other word it could be.
Listen to your tunes
And the untruth in your voice
You ought to help me
When you lie
There’s no reason why
And there’s no thumb in the dye
And the standing’s not so good
But I never really tried
And the earth revolves for nothing
So the tourists had to cry. Try
But can’t decide what put you on
That shaky ride since high school
Try, cry, you can’t decide what put you on
That shaky ride since high school
Bring the beers the last parade
Has left the house
They try and hurt you
When they lie
Timid like the damned
Only I know where I’ll land
And the standing’s not so good
But I never really tried
And the earth revolves for nothing
So the tourists had to cry
Try, cry, you can’t decide what put you on
That shaky ride since high school
Cry, try, we can’t decide what put you on
That shaky ride since high school
I’ll sink and go under it
I’ll rise and get over it
Float on a log in the midstream
I found out what that fear was for
I love this song. I love how he sings "Timid like the damned. Only I know where I'll land." Listening to the remastered version, I think the lyrics may be the following. The 'tourist' part doesn't sound right but I can't think of what other word it could be.
Listen to your tunes And the untruth in your voice You ought to help me When you lie
There’s no reason why And there’s no thumb in the dye
And the standing’s not so good But I never really tried And the earth revolves for nothing
So the tourists had to cry. Try But can’t decide what put you on That shaky ride since high school
Try, cry, you can’t decide what put you on That shaky ride since high school
Bring the beers the last parade Has left the house They try and hurt you When they lie Timid like the damned Only I know where I’ll land And the standing’s not so good But I never really tried And the earth revolves for nothing So the tourists had to cry
Try, cry, you can’t decide what put you on That shaky ride since high school
Cry, try, we can’t decide what put you on That shaky ride since high school
I’ll sink and go under it I’ll rise and get over it Float on a log in the midstream I found out what that fear was for