pure misery Lyrics

I’ve got to tell you something,

I’ve got to tell you something.

you know I wouldn’t have a microphone

if I didn’t have to.

I’m the one with the band, man,

I’m the one with the band and they

told me that I really got to.

these four men behind me ask only

that I sing, what an amazing platform.

my own private podium, I climbed up here to

speak and nobody stopped me.

hello I’ve got to tell you something.

I’ve really got to tell you something.

I’ve got to tell you something.

I’ve got to tell you something.

I really got to

and all those lights are angled my way,

you see them?

I didn’t even practise, I’m just

gonna freestyle.

what a creature, what grace,

said with such commendable taste,

give me those ears, I’ve got to

tell you something.

we march on with a tired theme,

light this clown up,

give it a name, a message, a picture

of pure misery, months in the making,

give me another beer,

I’ve got to tell you something.