If you swing to and fro let your inhibitions go

They’re crippling and useless

I’ll be your enemy if that’s what you want me to be

Yeah that’ll do nicely

I know this world’s got the measure of me

And I know that I’m not quite as sure as I should be

Life’s such an irritant for a picture of innocence like me

Now what do you take me for? 

And so much is waitingoh waiting for me

My guaranteed cemetery

I know this world’s got the measure of me

And I know that I’m not quite as sure as I should be

Sure as I should be

Sure as I should be . . .