Bill Ryder-Jones
Ballad of the Land Shark
Some kind of disaster
But never unkind
You know disasters like us, babe
We're hard to find
I was wasted, I was a wreck
I was sat in that iron hall, half-dead
You are untangled
Yeah, you are untied
You had it down on your arm
The lyrics of your life
I don't worry what it brings
As soon as I came up for air, I'd slowly sink
And if you wanted to meet in the middle
You'd soon be standing on the edge
Don't that make you think
All that you wanted, I just couldn't reach it
I couldn't contain it, it felt quite conceited
All that you wanted, I just couldn't reach it
I couldn't contain it, I couldn't commpete with it
All that you wanted, I just couldn't reach it
I couldn't contain it, it felt quite concеited
All that you wanted
I just couldn't reach it
I just couldn't rеach it
I don't worry
I don't worry
About a thing
About a thing
I don't worry
I don't worry
About a thing
About a thing