The Angels I Ain't the One song lyrics

I Ain't The One

(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)

Smokers smoking in the smoking room, fishes in the fish tank

sailors waiting for the tide to turn, too bad the ship sank

well dressed wax-work wound up to walk

stares through the window

clown in the alley-way looking for an exit, facing the shadows

I don't patronise you

I dont' try to put you down

I don't criticise you

I ain't the one, I ain't the one to judge

Hard hitting journalist, says he's a communist

says he believes in world war III

lives in a high-rent luxury apartment, he ain't fooling me

I don't patronise you

I dont' try to put you down

I don't criticise you

I ain't the one, I ain't the one to judge

Reading the newspaers, keeping in touch

they steal your secrets, but i ain't the one to judge