I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin' Staring straight and not blinking He's not giving anything away What is he thinking? I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin' Staring straight and not blinking He's not giving anything away What is he thinking?
Can't seem to do anything but stare My C.P coat is lyin' just there Draped over the edge of that dusty chair All fits into place suddenly Yeh my coat was hangin up under my stairs But one day it went leaving the cupboard bare The facts all click in and become square He stole it while I was unaware But why's he denying it when it's so bate Looking at the telly, won't look over straight Why's he not flappin' and explaining away? To one very fuckin' frustrated mate Dan's been trustin' every word Scott says He believes in mates so fair play But Scott's story is too far outweighed And I'm gonna act before its too late
I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin' Staring straight and not blinking He's not giving anything away What is he thinking? I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin' Staring straight and not blinking He's not giving anything away What is he thinking?
[Wayney G]
This must all look a bit weird It's Mike's C.P coat sittin here Draped over the chair So that it appears to all fit me up suddenly And clear i'm gonna have to just try and volunteer An answer 'bout the man who left the bomber here He must've picked it up from Mikes dear Girls house When the weather wasn't clear The man must've thought it was Simone's coat We didn't think it was Mike's coat though I can't just deny it cos my face shows Lookin at the telly's not aidin', no I can't tell Mike this man didn't know And innocently borrowed the coat at Simone's Cos then Mike would demand to know Why this man was even at Simone's
[Mike] That frown could mean anything [Wayney G] What the fuck am I gonna do now? He know's I'm lyin' [Mike] I wish I could read his mind [Wayney G] It's written all over my face
I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin' Staring straight and not blinking He's not giving anything away What is he thinking? I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin' Staring straight and not blinking He's not giving anything away What is he thinking?
[Mike]
What the fuck's he saying she had the garm' Either he has gone John Barnes Or he's tryin to spin me a con's yarn He think's he's the fucking don gar How long have I undergone his smarm? Shruggin' it all off as fun charm If he don't stop lookin' at the TV though I'm gonna wrap the cable round his wee throat Hang on Scott says Simone had the coat Where did he see her on the d.low What is it I don't need to know? Is he scheming to be near Simone? In the club I wondered what was on the go Dan was tryin to keep Scott from being close And Scott teefed me money and his teefed me coat And he's trying to steal me girlfriend from under me nose
I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin' Staring straight and not blinking He's not giving anything away What is he thinking? I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin' Staring straight and not blinking He's not giving anything away What is he thinking?
[Wayney G]
Right I can't be bothered with this no more I'm gonna have to tell him I owe him the score I wish I could tell him about the dough on the draws That's somethin' I don't know, I swore The coat thing will look dodgy loads more If I don't throw it down as the crow soars I'd better put the video on pause Face up toe-to-toe over the floor He really needs to know how his jacket Miraculously appeared round my gaff, here And the man that left it's been shagging Mike's girl behind Mike's back and thing This shit's all got a bit out of hand There's no options I'm all down on plans I'm jus' gonna have to split it now, man Tell Mike the person that bought the coat round Was...................Dan
Compositor: Michael Geoffrey Skinner ECAD: Obra #23367328