Here Goes Nothing
Lyric by Clive James, music by Pete Atkin
I can't believe my eyes,
How bright they are and trusting.
I really take the prize
So helpless it's disgusting —
Here I go head over heels
Same now as then
All over again.
A moth near a candle flame
Has better sense than I have;
I have less sense of shame
Than lemmings who leap to die have —
Here I go head over heels
Same now as then:
Then, over again.
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