June's Foreign Spell

Distracted by each career milestone Though they're all in his hands He set up his best ones for weeks And the questions all get answered before they're asked him Tells you sit right back He's talking through his teeth And I don't believe the things he'll say But I'll call him up and give him flack And it's sad but true, the sounds that don't come back And I can see him tap producer, fix his lines And that makes me feel like a rat I feel like a rat So I'd like you to set it straight now on this one This one, this one All fixed up now for June's foreign spell All sad 'bout it now, June's bitter soil again All fixed up now for... All sad about it for... Oh no, can't take this another year Oh no, can't take this another year Drop two steps back and take the place of who that came before now