The Idiot - Rheostatics

Every time you call, I’ll be there to swab away the fears

If you want me to stand by you, I’ll be your defense

You were on the phone in a heap of diahretic tones

And I’m sitting here all alone

Peter. Peter

I’m the idiot who got there before I was there

Dancing the dance before the DJ set up the speakers

Cheater. Cheater

All I remember is someone’s spit on my face

And not knowing which head it belonged to

Peter. Peter

I need some advice

I’d always rather be drinking

I’m always waiting for the fun to start

I’m always waiting for the fun to come

Was it just the teeth that we ate, or all the ears we heard?

Was it just the clown that we touched, or all the apes we punched?

Was it just the smell of my own nose?

I’ll never breathe again

It left me all alone