A lil' different for me, I reckon.
punk
sixties
garage rock
garage punk
60s dig it
Lyrics
Maybe I missed it – I don’t believe you were pretending
Some condescending – but not the way you were intending
I feel mystic – an opportunity is wasted
You didn’t take it – it’s your loss, it’s your loss
You pick a poison – well what did you expect dear?
It’s all waiting – there’s nothing but regret here
So think about it – a measure for the time you wasted
You didn’t take it – it’s all gone, it’s all gone
It’s too late – it all comes around again
It’s your obsession – our entertainment
My cynicism – someday I may learn to regret it
Until I do I am compelled to offer no assistance
You wouldn’t take it – it’s your loss, it’s your loss
Call me a sinner - don’t call me late for my redemption
You’re something special - it’s easy when you claim salvation
I do believe you need to put your words into action
But not you - it’s your loss, it’s your loss