Twist in My Sobriety - Tanita Tikaram

All God's children need traveling shoes

Drive your problems from here

All good people read good books

Now your conscience is clear

I hear you talk girl

Now your conscience is clear

In the morning when I wipe my brow

Wipe the miles away

I like to think I can be so willed

And never do what you say

I'll never hear you

And never do what you say

Look my eyes are just holograms

Look your love has drawn red from my hands

From my hands you know you'll never be

More than twist in my sobriety

We just poked a little empty pie

For the fun that people had at night

Late at night don't need hostility

The timid smile and pause to free

I don't care about their different thoughts

Different thoughts are good for me

Up in arms and chaste and whole

All God's children took their toll

Look my eyes are just holograms

Look your love has drawn red from my hands

From my hands you know you'll never be

More than twist in my sobriety

Cup of tea take time to think yeah

Time to risk a life a life a life

Sweet and handsome soft and porky

You pig out 'til you've seen the light

Pig out 'til you've seen the light

Half the people read the papers

Read them good and well

Pretty people nervous people

People have got to sell

News you have to sell