Guitar And Pen (Olympic '78 Mix)

[Intro]

You're alone above the street somewhere

Wondering how you'll ever count out there

[Chorus]

You can walk, you can talk, you can fight

But inside you've got something to write

In your hand you hold your only friend

Never spend your guitar or your pen

Your guitar or your pen

Your guitar or your pen

Your guitar or your pen

Your guitar or your pen

[Verse 1]

When you take up a pencil and sharpen it up

When you're kicking the fence and still nothing will budge

When the words are immobile until you sit down

Never feel they'rе worth keeping, they're not easily found

Thеn you know in some strange, unexplainable way

You must really have something

Jumping, thumping, fighting, hiding away

Important to say

[Verse 2]

When you sing through the verse and you end in a scream

And you swear and you curse 'cause the rhyming ain't clean

But it suddenly comes after years of delay

You pick up your guitar, you can suddenly play

When your fingers are bleeding and the knuckles are white

Then you can be sure, you can open the door

Get off of the floor tonight

You have something to write

[Instrumental Break]

[Bridge]

When you wanna complain, there's no one can stop you

But when your music proclaims, there's no one can top you

You are wearing your heart on your jumping feet

You've got a head start away from the street

But is that what you want, to be rich and be gone?

Could be there's just one thing left in the end

Your guitar and your pen

[Verse 3]

When you sing to your mum, and you hum and you croon

And she says that she'd like it "with more of a tune"

And you smash your guitar at the end of the bed

Then you stick it together and start writin' again

And you know that it won't be too long till you're back

To bring her some money, she's calling you "honey"

Stashed in a bloody great sack

In your Cadillac

[Instrumental Break]

[Pre-Chorus]

You're alone, you're above

You're alone above the street somewhere

Wondering how you'll ever count out there

[Chorus]

You can walk, you can talk, you can fight

But inside you've got something to write

In your hand you hold your only friend

Never spend your guitar or your pen

Your guitar or your pen

Your guitar or your pen

Your guitar or your pen

Your guitar or your pen

Your guitar or your pen

Your guitar or your pen

Your guitar or your pen

Your guitar or your pen

[Outro]

Never spend your guitar or your pen