And grins like an idiot at his own face.
For as long he lives he will not be delivered
From the stuff that he did, from his teenage mistakes.
I can barely believe it
How I went and let the old school down.
Yeah, whatever can I have been thinking of?
Embarrassing kid, I squirm at the memory,
Try to bang down the lid on the can of worms.
It remains pretty strange and uncomfortable territory
Where my secrets are hidden, however absurd.
I can hardly conceal it,
How my ashen face got drained of blood.
Yeah, everybody can have a damn good laugh.
Embarrassing kid, you don't know the half of it,
But I'd stake a few quid you've got gaffes of your own.
Take a look at yourself and you might have to laugh a bit...
But the teeth that you grit, well at least they're your own.
And yes at the end of the day
We get what we've given away,
You bet: our eternal embarrassment.