Lyric Vanities

Big bad man s law doesn t carry much sway
When you come around here
You can still scratch my back
And I can still change sides
Don t carry no torch til you have it in type
That I m doing okay
It s only one man s outlook
It could be one more lie

Look at it closely
Counterfeit mostly
Yesterdays s brushwork
Using yesterdays paint
And everything that I believe
And every note that you receive
They re just vanities to you

Hear that Liverpool wind as I m making my way
For the very last time
Is this a resurrection?
And do you really care?
I can t relish no kiss til I happen to hear
Your honeycomb nouns
Let you down so often
I ll do the same again

Look at it closely
Counterfeit mostly
Yesterday s stories
It s the same all over the world
And everything that I believe
And every note that you receive
They re just vanities to you

Busy little bodies have a story to tell
Even if it goes against the grain
Tiny little seeds have got an ocean to swell
But who am I to rock the boat

And everything that I believe
And every note that you receive

Look at it closely
Counterfeit mostly
Yesterday s brushwork
Using yesterday s pain
Look at it closely
Counterfeit mostly
Yesterday s stories
It s the same all over the world