It's one thing after another but I'm still your lover
I don't know why I let you do those things to me
It's in my genes and god knows what that means
We were doomed from the start
Reading too much Dostoevsky has made me flip
By messing with my flip-switch
I'm all at sea going from a to b
And its one thing after another but I'm hoping we can recover
On top of the cliff the rope starts to fray
The widescreen effects turns their rubber necks to jelly
All the games that we keep losing
Yes I know it's so confusing
All the dreams that they keep faking
Can't they see that they keep breaking
One thing after another
And I know the pain is immense but personally I blame the parents
There's a fire out on the wing
And I was hoping you might ring
It's just one thing after another
And I'm hoping we can recover control of this blasted thing
To flame the fire out on the wing
It's just one thing after another
And I'm hoping we can recover conrol of this blasted thing
Cos there's a fire out on the wing All Lyrics © Mikey Georgeson