Passable Face Lyrics

I've got a habit of breaking in to song

When everything starts going wrong

I've got a habit of breaking into life

Or a least an approximation there-of

Well I know that I'm a man with so many fine qualities

And I know it seems a shame to only to pick one to justify me

I've got a way with words, I get away with words that barely make the sentence work

I've got the gig in the bag, I've got a gig in a bag, I better find some coins in there

Well I know that I'm a man with so many inconsistencies

And I know it seems a shame to only pick one to justify me

Coz I'm not just a passable face

Coz I've got a personality that's sick to the taste

And I know I am out of luck

Coz I'm not just a passable face

Coz my failure is an action that's so close I can taste it

And I know I am out of luck

(P)ossible habits include

(A)cting like I'm

(S)omebody, but

(S)ombody's not my name

(A)sking for good advice

(B)ecause I like to add vice

(L)aughing ain't no fun if

(E)verybody's sincere

Well I know that I'm a man with so many fine qualities

And well, I know it seems a shame to only to pick one to justify me

Coz I'm not just a passable face

Coz I've got a personality that's sick to the taste

And I know I am out of luck

Coz I'm not just a passable face

Coz my failure is an action that's so close I can taste it

And I know I am out of luck