David Cantor Music

Lyrics

Only In It for the Fun


Skulking around by the old big tent
Lookin’ for a minnow to fry
You make ‘em out by the feminine scent
And the sprinkle of moon in the eye

Well I don’t know what to say
I don’t get how it’s done
I can tell by the looka your face
That you’re only in it for the fun

I don’t say where to go
And I don’t know what you know
I don’t say where to go
And I don’t know what you know
You can go almost any old place
You need to get the damn thing done
But I can tell by the look on your face
You’re only in it for the fun

Slinking around in your old nightgown
Lookin’ for the catch of the day
You take ‘em down to dirtytown
Where you throw ‘em all away

I don’t care what your teachers said
I don’t care how the preacher bled
Or even ‘bout the mark of the beast on your head
The beast has just left the house

I don’t say where to go
And I don’t know what you know
I don’t say where to go
And I don’t know what you know
You can go almost any old place
You need to get the damn thing done
But I can tell by the look on your face
You’re only in it for the fun

Driving your truck through the middigin mud
Trying to get Runelle on the line
She left you stuck in a pool of your blood
A razor thin thrill in your spine

You can go on ‘bout the seed in the sand
You can go on ‘bout the rapture at hand
You can go on ‘bout the boys in the band
The band has just left the house



© 3.1.05 David Cantor