Jilly Armeen

Taking sides, planning a trip No place like home if only I could afford it Ticket to ride, connected by the hip Surviving on the dabs of the dust in the pocket Four minute mile, dressing down by your friend You haven't seen in a while, all comes to a head With just one smile to say what is said She's light as a feather, I'm heavier than lead You're useless to me, Jilly Armeen Last time I ever sing a song for them Using you under pseudonym, never again You always went for my friends and not for me Deep cuts and shards of glass Broken bones in plaster cast Hand on the shoulder, he starts to laugh You don't hear planes when you live under the flight-path You're useless to me, Jilly Armeen Last time I ever sing a song for them Using you under pseudonym, never again You always went for my friends and not for me You're useless to me, Jilly Armeen Last time I ever sing a song for them Using you under pseudonym, never again You always went for my friends and not for me, yeah