Come Clean
I don't believe all the things you say
Its a dirty old world and you like it that way
Whitewash, paint job, three blind mice
Gonna take you outside - 'cos you're not nice.
Come clean, come clean
Come clean, come clean.
God for a joke said mark his card
When he left all his rubbish in my back yard
Left right, left right who goes where
Got a hose pipe dream that you can share.
Come clean, come clean
Won't you be in my dream?
Its only echo bubbles
Painting rainbows in your mind
Just say sud off to your troubles
And leave the world behind
In the grateful murk. . . of time.
I'm sick and tired of the TV news
And your happy, happy ads with your postcard views
Blow wave, face lift, same old jazz
Gonna wash your brain with my razza-ma-dazz.
Come clean, come clean
Cool scene. . . Right!
Come clean, come clean
Come clean, come clean.
Yack, yack they all know what's best
For the ol, drain hole community chest
Half the fun at twice the price
Now your bubbles burst and you're still not nice.
Come clean, come clean,
Come clean, come clean,
C-c-come clean, c-c-come clean. . .etc., etc.
© 2001. A Song And A Bowl Of Soup Ltd., PO Box 22, Leiston, Suffolk, IP15 5NZ. UK.
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