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