Left To My Own Devices

I get out of bed at half past ten
Phone up a friend who's a party animal
Turn on the news and drink some tea
Maybe if you're with me
We'll do some shopping

One day I'll read
Or learn to drive a car
If you pass the test
You can beat the rest

But I don't like to compete
Or talk street, street, street
I can pick up the best
From the party animal

I could leave you
Say good bye
Or I could love you if I try
And I could
And left to my own devices
I probably would

Pick up a brochure about the Sun
Learn to ignore what the photographer saw
I was always told that you should join a club
Stick with the gang
If you want to belong

I was a lonely boy
No strength, no joy
In a world of my own
At the back of the garden

I didn't want to compete
Or play out on the street
For in a secret life
I was a Roundhead general

I could leave you
Say good bye
Or I could love you if I try
And I could
And left to my own devices
I probably would
Left to my own devices
I probably would
Oh, I would

I was faced with a choice
At a difficult age
Would I write a book?
Or should I take to the stage?

But in the back of my head
I heard distant feet
Che Guevara and Debussy
To a disco beat

It's not a crime
When you look the way you do
The way I like to picture you
When I get home, it's late at night
I pour a drink and watch the fight

Turn off the TV, look at a book
Pick up the phone, fix some food
Maybe I'll sit up all night and day
Waiting for the minute I hear you say

I could leave you
Say good bye
Or I could love you if I try
And I could
And left to my own devices
I probably would

Come on, baby
Say good bye
I could love you if I try
And I could
And left to my own devices
I probably would
Left to my own devices
I probably would
Come on, baby
Left to my own devices
I probably would