Song: Pigeons on the Roof

Lyrics

They repossessed my television

I stand here once again, watching tail-lights in the rain

Now put yourself in my position

A choice of what is right and a warm bed for the night

My self esteem is on vacation

And my soul is up for sale my senses are in jail (senses are in jail)

It’s such a sense of liberation

No need to toe the line it’s just me and what is mine

Now I could shave my head, get tattooed there instead

Embrace the image that you see, sometimes I tell the truth

And like the pigeons on the roof I turn my back on what is real

What used to be my heart, lies bleeding in the dark

Don’t turn your back on what is me, sometimes I tell the truth

And like the pigeons on the roof, I turn my back on what is real

To celebrate this revelation,

I find myself again watching tail lights in the rain

I wonder is this liberation?

As I contemplate the truth watching pigeons on the roof

Now I’d be saving face, could be my saving grace

Write all the things you said to me

Stay in the danger zone pump up to 18 stone

No more skin and bone for me

Adopt an attitude, charming, funny, crude

Exude the image that is me

Storm out into the night, excuses to my wife

A new designer life for me

Think I’ll start a revolution

Think I’ll start a revolution

Think I’ll start a revolution

Think I’ll start a revolution