Can't Sit Still - Revolting Cocks

Temper frayed and sanctified

Delivered up in flames

No eyes, no grace, no motion

No mention of the game

The sweetest flower in the valley

The sickest joke in the book

Why don’t you keep your eyes tightly shut

'Cos you don’t want to look

If you can’t sit still

You can’t by a thrill

I don’t know whether to leave you

Or push you over the edge

But still the pleasure is always mine

No matter what I’ve said

If you can’t sit still

You can’t by a thrill