Even The Odd - The Trash Can Sinatras

Even the odd one out is in with a shout

Weather the term and weather the storm

The clumsy climb and the elegant fall

Even the odd one out is in with a shout

That may be the story

That may be the lie

With great ease, with the pole greased

It’s down you slide

Must you protest till you’re blue in the face

(Even the odd one out)

(Even the odd one out)

(Even the odd one out)

Or blue in the blood

An ugly greed is the sole need

On a fragile high

But I can’t breathe

I just can’t seem to acclimatise

Oh, it’s all coming back to me now

I fell to the ground and slowly came round

And you stood over me

And you told me it never will be

But don’t tell me it never will be

Don’t tell me it never, never will be

(Even the odd one out)

(Even the odd one out)

I’m out of my depth

I’ve come up for air

Show me how to become

The life and soul of something, anything

Show me the film of when I was young

I didn’t climb trees then, I’m not climbing them now

Oh