(to be sung with a waltzy lilt and a wonky piano,
a lofty bottle of rum and a tenacious swagger!)
 

 

 

Eggshells
 

You know I'm treadin' on eggshells when I'm near you

 

Imma treadin' on eggshells because of you and you and you

 

e-very time I open my mouth

 

the words -wanna-find-I-find-migrating-to-the-south!
 

 

No I will not give you the satisfaction

 

won't let your poison comandeer my brain

 

it's criminal insanity - verging on profanity

 

to concieve you'd play this puerile game!
 

 

Well I've n-ever liked myself a player

 

I see right through each image smoke and mirrors

 

r-eally all I feel with a crooked sense of zeal

 

is pitty for you Miss and thats for real!
 

 

I shouldn't be treading on eggshells when I'm near you

 

I shouldn't be editin' the things I say and do when I'm near you

 

I'll tell you what I think, I think you really take the piss

 

your 'poor me' wont ever wash with me now Miss!

You know I'm treadin' on eggshells when I'm near you

 

Imma treadin' on eggshells because of you and you and you

project this shit all day and the universe won't pay

you'll get back what you put out times three they say!