Meet me outside the gates
You know I’ll be late
Cos I’ll take your finger nails
For making me wait
Better I don’t show my face
And stink up the place
Pringles on paper plates
And birthday cake
Take what I have I don’t mind
For a quiet life
Any old fool would be kind
For a quiet life
Take what I have it aint mine
For a quiet life
Quiet life
Pretty pregabalin haze
Petroleum daze
I bet that mans twice your age
I hope you’re ok
I’ll take a ticket
Though I hate waiting
Guess someones always for the taking
or is, or is it..am i mistaken?
Take what I have I don’t mind
For a quiet life
Any old fool would be kind
For a quiet life
Take what I have it aint mine
For a quiet life
Quiet life
It’s not for me, though
It’s not forever
It’s not for me though
The quiet life
Words by D. F. & R. D. Thomas
