Shoelaces - The Crimea

From dusk to dawn you count along

The speaking clock on speakerphone

Can’t live on lucky strike and lucky strike alone

You can’t play scissor paper stone on your own

You were just goin through the motions

Couldn’t even tie your own shoe laces

The door to your cage was open

But you were too scared to fly out, and away

All day every day the fat lady sings

One arm tied on with a piece of string

Girl you’ll be a woman before you can count to ten

You can’t make little rabbits on the wall, when the night falls

You were just goin through the motions

Couldn’t even tie your own shoe laces

The door to your cage was open

But you were too scared to fly out, and away

Spell out her name in the clouds,

Aeroplane, aeroplane

Spell out her name in the clouds,

Aeroplane, aeroplane

For all the world to see