Hang On Paul Lyrics - Singles - Nazz

Someone's gonna tell you and it might be me 

There's something on your face that even you can't see 

It isn't your eyes and it isn't your nose 

You don't have to sniff to tell you that it ain't no rose 

It's something in your arrogant line 

Your brain is tired of biding its time 

You're gonna blow up here 

So Paul you got to make up your mind 

You drag into the studio and don't care why 

You got a life as big as city hall and that's no lie 

The aging owner treats you to a couple of beers 

Feeding you clinches about the thing between your ears 

You wonder if its all he can say 

You'll find a better way to say it someday 

But you're too busy stripping gears 

Now Paul your life is dripping away 

Hang in, hang out, hang on, hang on 

Paul you're having a ball 

It's your way of life and not mine 

It's so strangely easy to see 

But you're laughing so hard you could die 

I'm not about to tell you what you should be doing 

I tend to disappear when I smell trouble brewing 

I understand exactly what's the matter with you 

We're stranded here together in this paddle less canoe 

I'll take my chances in the water for now 

It's what my mother would have wanted anyhow 

The life you're living is over 

But Paul, you're no contented cow 

They say being in show biz is a thrill 

It makes your life a breeze 

But you better do something 

Paul before it kills you, yeah 

Paul, you've got to make up your mind