Sitting On A Fence - The Housemartins

作词：Paul Heaton/Ian Peter Cullimore

作曲：Paul Heaton/Ian Peter Cullimore

Sitting on a fence is a man who sees no sense in fighting

Sitting on a fence is a man who sees no sense at all

Sitting on a fence is a man who strokes his twenty beards

Sitting on a fence is a man who drink real ale

But the real problem with this man

Is he says he can't when he can

He'd rather not get his hands dirty

He'll still be there when he's thirty

I told myself to keep my mouth shut

But I still end up saying if and but

I lied to myself right from the start

And I've just worked out that I'm falling apart

Sitting on a fence

Sitting on a fence is a man who looks up to his guardian

Sitting on a fence is a man who swings from poll to poll

Sitting on a fence is a man who sees both sides of both sides

Sitting on a fence is a man who looks down on opinion

But the real problem with this man

Is he says he can't when he can

He's rather not get his hands dirty

He'll still be there when he is thirty

I told myself to keep my mouth shut

But I still end up saying if and but

I lied to myself right from the start

And I've just worked out that I'm falling apart

Sitting on a fence

I told myself to keep my mouth shut

But I still end up saying if and but

I lied to myself right from the start

And I've just worked out that I'm falling apart

I told myself I told myself

And I've just worked out that I'm falling apart

I lied to myself I lied to myself

And I've just worked out that I'm falling apart

I told myself I told myself

And I've just worked out that I'm falling apart

I lied to myself I lied to myself

And I've just worked out that I'm falling apart