Half Man Half Biscuit - Look Dad No Tunes Lyrics
My life is comfortableBut I don’t want that image for my bandInside, I’m reasonableBut I’ll make out they just don’t understandWhen we don’t feel well, let’sPut on some VelvetsLean our guitars up against the ampAnd get feedbackWhen I feel that I need thatAir of “look, aren’t we dangerousâ€That’s the time to feedbackIntense, no compromiseNasty evil, cranking up my brainHey, ho…She’s gone to Spain with a load of mates from workAnd I feel cursed and sore, likeI’m Thurston Moore-likeThe darkness in my eyes won’t go awayI get feedbackIn my bedroom in NantwichStamp my foot down on the angst switchThat’s the time to feedbackSomebody’s knocking on my doorIt’s the boy from over the roadAnd he says he shares our obsessionAnd he’d like to join in on the sessionAnd the others aren’t arsed either waySo I sayI think we’d better let him inI heard he’s got a ThereminI think we’d better let him inI’ve heard he’s got a ThereminAnd I’ve seen him walk through the park a lot,And I bet he listens to Arc a lotI think we’d better let him inHe’s got a ThereminWe’d better let him inHe’s got a Theremin
