Cliff Richard, Anthony Andrews - Why? lyrics
[Cliff Richard, Anthony Andrews - Why? lyrics]
Here we go another kick in the backside
You think the feeling ain't worldwide
Until they give it to you
Here we go
I must have read all of the signs wrong
I should be singing a sweet song
Instead of feeling so sour
If they shake you by the hand
And wish you all the best in life
I can betcha when you turn
They'll get you with a velvet knife
Why, tell me why
Should you burn the midnight candle
Why waste your breath
You're gonna need it when you're old
They'll only find your ideas
Too hard to handle me oh my oh why
Here we go a lot of negative answers
Just when you're thinking your chance is
About the best you'll ever get i don't know
It must be due to the way on Mars
Is it affecting my good stars
And disconnecting me again
If the heavens are against you
Then you're bound to only break your necks
It can't be good not counted
In a plantetary alphaplex
Why, tell me why
Should you burn the midnight candle
Why waste your breath
You're gonna need it when you're old
They'll only find your ideas
Too hard to handle me oh my oh why
You think the feeling ain't worldwide
Until they give it to you
Here we go
I must have read all of the signs wrong
I should be singing a sweet song
Instead of feeling so sour
If they shake you by the hand
And wish you all the best in life
I can betcha when you turn
They'll get you with a velvet knife
Why, tell me why
Should you burn the midnight candle
Why waste your breath
You're gonna need it when you're old
They'll only find your ideas
Too hard to handle me oh my oh why
Here we go a lot of negative answers
Just when you're thinking your chance is
About the best you'll ever get i don't know
It must be due to the way on Mars
Is it affecting my good stars
And disconnecting me again
If the heavens are against you
Then you're bound to only break your necks
It can't be good not counted
In a plantetary alphaplex
Why, tell me why
Should you burn the midnight candle
Why waste your breath
You're gonna need it when you're old
They'll only find your ideas
Too hard to handle me oh my oh why