Well, you think she'd be your saviour
With her laudable behaviour
Tried to tame the beast
She's warned away from.
But you got a reputation
For female manipulation
Some girls do
Whatever you want.
But this one
Says
You can do anything
But what you desire.
So when you felt you lost all hope
Well, you went in for a grope
And she slapped you in the face and quickly
Changed her tune.
And she said;
"Home Jack, I wanna go home Jack,
Wanna go home, Jack,
Take me back home."
Well, you think you got good taste,
Think you're the finest of our race,
Got news for you Jacky-boy,
And this is a fact.
You got a false self perception
Down to parental neglection;
Showed no interest in you
Unless you were the best.
So you built up this delusion
That you were the mind and body fusion
Of all the best people
This world has ever known.
Well I hate to burst your bubble
But you've run into some trouble
Now the only fool you're fooling
Is the one that's fooling you.
So go home Jack,
Why don't you go home Jack?
Time to run home Jack,
Why don't you go home?
credits
from Up To Snuff,
released November 12, 2010
Written and produced by Ivan St John
Engineered by Rob Bochnik
Ivan St John - guitars, vocals, backing vocals
Liam Marley - bass
Ray Murphy - drums
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