So The Story Goes

The story goes you know every detail

Everybody knows the books that I'm in.

The story goes I've been self-destructive

Everybody knows that I'm steeped in sin

Everybody knows I've got no sense of humour

I'm too morose and too damn peculiar

And the weakness shows...

The story goes that I'd give up gladly

The story goes this is a deadman's prose

Everybody knows that I've ****ed up badly

I'm just hanging on by the length of my nose

Everybody knows I've only got one song

And it's much too slow and it's much too long

And this is how it goes.

Everybody knows this is some kinda diary

The story goes in some unsecret code

It's always later rather than sooner

I'm always there when the punch line explodes

The story goes I've got the world by the horns

And all this from a well-dressed fawn

And there's something gone wrong.