The chancer

Stumbling for to call a space my home When I do I'd like to think it's with you Lend me oh a mirror for my soul Hold it up to see the good you do And the beat goes on my friend Life's endless drum Monkeys on my back again, it's true Making me a beast of burden And my legs are good for glue Angels and demons stood on my shoulders Like old friends Through their back and forth I see glimpses of the real you Fumbling for the words I know I need I'm sure there's some I wrote to say what to do Crawling back against the breaking wind To find a place I'm sure I know needs me And the beat goes on my friend Life's endless drum Monkeys on my back again, it's true Making me a beast of burden And my legs are good for glue Angels and demons stood on my shoulders Like old friends Through their back and forth I see glimpses of the real you And the beat goes on my friend Life's endless drum Monkeys on my back again, it's true Making me a beast of burden And my legs are good for glue Angels and demons stood on my shoulders Like old friends Through their back and forth I see glimpses of the real you And the beat goes on my friend Life's endless drum