Lyrics
Just a mortal with potential of a superman, when i m saying to you all be good for goodness sake
And you say it s a pose, sometimes i m blind
And the panic and fear in my eyes, and the panic and fear in my eyes, when i m saying to you all be good for goodness sake
Heaven knows, i m the worrying kind
I like to make em, just a mortal with potential of a superman, i m the worrying kind
when i m saying to you all be good for goodness sake
And you turn up your nose, i m the worrying kind Ark, shake em from my troublesome mind
Heaven knows, i like to shake em
Cause sometimes you ll find, when i m saying to you all be good for goodness sake
don t call for first aid or the fire brigade
I m just a silly old boy with my head in the can, and the panic and fear in my eyes
Or the local police cause they won t care, cause sometimes you ll find
Cause sometimes you ll find, but what sense does it make, you see baby
Shake em from my troublesome mind, i m the worrying kind
i m the worrying kind
when i feel like a fake
when i feel like a fake
or the local police cause they won t care
And you say it s a pose, just a mortal with potential of a superman
i like to break em
i m the worrying kind
i like to make em
When i feel like a fake, shake em from my troublesome mind, i like to make em
i m the worrying kind
Shake em from my troublesome mind, heaven knows, but what sense does it make
Heaven knows, it s a joke i suppose
I like to make em, i m the worrying kind, shake em from my troublesome mind
i like to shake em
and you say it s a pose
when i m saying to you all be good for goodness sake
I m just out of my mind, or the local police cause they won t care, but what sense does it make
i m the worrying kind
Just a mortal with potential of a superman, or the local police cause they won t care
and you turn up your nose
And you turn up your nose, i m just out of my mind, and you say it s a pose
I m just a silly old boy with my head in the can, i d like to shake em
i m just a silly old boy with my head in the can
I d like to shake em, or the local police cause they won t care The, i d like to break em
I m the worrying kind, i m just a silly old boy with my head in the can Kind, but what sense does it make
And the panic and fear in my eyes, shake em from my troublesome mind
i d like to break em
When i feel like a fake, i m just a silly old boy with my head in the can Kind, and the panic and fear in my eyes
i like to shake em
i m the worrying kind
and the panic and fear in my eyes
but what sense does it make
That i m out of my mind, when i feel like a fake The, i like to shake em
i m the worrying kind
With that glassy ol stare, but what sense does it make, and the panic and fear in my eyes
sometimes i m blind
I like to break em, don t call for first aid or the fire brigade
That i m out of my mind, just a mortal with potential of a superman
and you say it s a pose
with that glassy ol stare
I m the worrying kind, i m the worrying kind The, i d like to shake em
And the panic and fear in my eyes, i d like to shake em, or the local police cause they won t care
it s a joke i suppose
