Checking In, Checking Out - The High Llamas

If funny looks don’t get you down

You could get on in this town

The drivers crawl along the curb

The thought of walking’s quite absurd

The dumbest thing I’ve ever heard

Checking in and checking out

Why be shy when you can kick the can and shout?

The living church must move along

The Carmelites could use a song

A blessing Father if you please

Help the hopeless in their need

They don’t need this kind of sleaze

Checking in and checking out

Why be shy when you can kick the can and shout?

Here’s a man whose run the marathon

Sad and lonely now it’s been and gone

Let me check upon my family

I wonder, do they still remember me

I’m on the run, on the fun run

Gifted artists need respect

True collectors must collect

There behind those rusty gates

Dodgy sculptured license plates

The gifted sit around and wait

Checking in and checking out

Why be shy when you can kick the can and shout?