Here's One That Got Away

Here's One That Got Away - The Style Council

The pub talk the scandals

Like vandals they try to tear you down

The whispers turn rumours

There's no truth but that don't stop those cats

They need the little bit extra

They don't mind if it's only conjecture

They tried to tell me I wasn't full time

I tried to think of an alibi

I felt so awful I spat in their faces and ran for my life

They need that little bit extra

They don't mind if it's only conjecture

They tried to tell me their's was the right way

I tried to shout that was a lie

I felt so sick I spat in their lifestyles with a runaway pride

Untouched by unhuman hands

'Cause only God knows I don't call that a man

Who spends his waking days

Telling others what to think and what to say

They tried to tell me I wasn't normal

I tried to say there's no such thing

I felt so sick I spat on their lifestyles with a runaway pride

So catch me if you can

'Cause I would rather be dead than live like that

Hey hey hey