Porridge & Pins

Lyrics:

If I could dance
I’d take your hands
And I’d do a fandango with you,
But you know me
I’ve got two left feet
And I’m wearing the wrong kind of shoes.

It’s not that I
Don’t wanna try
It’s just that somebody might see.

When I dance
I look like my pants
Have been filled full of porridge and pins.
I twitch about
Like a dying trout
Or a magpie with two broken wings.

It’s not that I
Don’t wanna try
It’s just that somebody might see.

‘Cos dancing’s not for me.
Never has been, never will be,
And I think that it would kill me
If I gave it a go.
Dancing’s not for me.

Standing there,
Self-aware,
While the other guys boogie about.
Stuck in one spot
Like an old robot
With the battery about to run out.

It’s not that I
Don’t wanna try
It’s just that somebody might see.

‘Cos dancing’s not for me.
Never has been, never will be,
And I think that it would kill me
If I gave it a go.
Dancing’s not for me.
‘Cos dancing’s not for me.
Never has been, never will be,
And I think that it would kill me
If I gave it a go.
Dancing’s not for me.

About:

Now, this is REALLY lazy, but – well – I wrote all about the creation of this song 5 years ago, here. And frankly I can’t be bothered to do it again.

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