Ian Kelly - Little Words Lyrics
Peter, drives his truck everyday, he delivers packages then rides awayEdward, presses down in dismay, numbers that will add up to the price you payAnd I chose to sing songs, write in prose about my wrongsLife broke my heart a bunch of timesAnd I lose all my means; I’m a toy figurineWhen you call out my nameLike the first time you came to the showFrank, has a pretty good life, He is sharpening knives in a shop at homeLeila, found a hair in her soup, she’s efficient as a teller, you should tell herI choose melodies that haunt my headI must exorcise their inflexionsAs a true artist would I try to make them goodBut I am not a great musicianMy level of education, is quite lowBut I won’t let you downI would never hold my tongue, noI won’t let you downBeth is a school nurse she saves kids, from the curse of the unannounced quizHeather, is a lawyer, Ben’s a waiter, Phil’s a serious serial killerI need the music, I get physically sickIf I don’t have my daily doseIf I become successful, and you choose to choose meI won’t let you downI’ll always try to deliver, Hey PeterI won’t let you downI’ll keep it real and stay sincere, SoI won’t let you downI’ll always be as I appear
