Pete Atkin sings
Sheer Quivering Genius by Clive James and Pete Atkin, [Much more at www.peteatkin.com] |
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LYRIC: | |||||
My sweet little sister has come up with another LP People might think she's more sensitive even than me I suppose I'm gonna have to start workin' against the clock Produce another heap of identity crisis rock I-D with the emphasis on the I I-D-entity crisis rock I need six more songs about starin' out into space With those alien stars burnin' holes on my sensitive face Then another six cuts about starin' down into my soul And the critics'll call it the future of rock 'n' roll I-D with the emphasis on the I E and that means the spotlight falls on me I-D-entity crisis rock A discreet little concert to push the album into the stores I'll be so damned humble I can only just bear the applause If it all pans out I'll hardly even have to sing Just stand looking delicate ten feet in front of Carole King I-D with the emphasis on the I E and that means the spotlight falls on me I-D-entity crisis rock, I'm just so fragile I-D-entity crisis rock, please call me Ishmael I-D-entity crisis rock (Spoken aside) Oh no - not the stigmata again! | |||||