How Long Is Too Long Wasn't Long Enough

[Robbie]

“Hello to you out there in Normal Land

You may not comprehend my tale or understand
As I crawl past your window give me lucky looks
You can read my body but you’ll never read my books

I’m spasticus, I’m spasticus
I’m spasticus autisticus
I’m spasticus, I’m spasticus
I’m spasticus autisticus
I’m spasticus, I’m spasticus
I’m spasticus autisticus

I’m knobbled on the cobbles
‘Cos I hobble when I wobble”

[Nearly Sane]

I can assure you that all the wealth and the weapons stay with me
Just stop looking like, stop looking like that at me
Please don't mess with me
See what we shall see

Out on the cobbles
Sixteen on the side
See what we shall see
Out on the cobbles
Twenty four on the cobbles
Come out all day with me

[Robbie]

I saw a glimpse of the world
outside my home town.
American porch light
hanging over the shop where my tennis socks are supplied.
What's that, I've been falling asleep at the table again.
Well I'm afraid I've led you to believe I'm not what I am.

Should it be this hard, should it feel like disconnecting
when the role I play is a sweet and tired array
and I wonder why I am home first every night
Should it be this hard.
Should it be this hard.

And I'm good at smiling when required
filter all my words, and you'll like what you heard.
And I could write a song and sell it to someone who better fits my work.
But should it be this hard, should it feel like disconnecting.
When the role I play is a sweet and tired array.
And I wonder why I am home first every night.

Should it be this hard, these cobbled streets and I.
Should it be this hard, these cobbled streets and I.

[Nearly Sane]

In '65 tension was running high at my high school
There was a lot of fights between the black and white
There was nothing you could do
Two cars at a light on a Saturday night in the back seat there was a gun
Words were passed in a shotgun blast
Troubled times had come to my hometown
My hometown
My hometown
My hometown

[Robbie]

Redneck Souljers
Every time I walk outside my door
I see another scene
So I load my gun and lock my door I see another sin
This is mine and that is yours
You better not set a foot inside my home (Inside my home)


Granddaddy Winchester still on the shelf (Yeah)
Get it, got it, load it, blowed it (Yeah)
My daddy 30-30 loaded with shells (Yeah)
Bitch you better notice
Get out my yard (Get out my yard)
Better leave me alone (Better leave me alone)
Better know my rights (Better know my rights)
Now protect my home (Now protect my home)
Get out my yard (Get out my yard)

[Nearly Sane]

Go jump in the lake, go ride up the hill
Get out of this house
It's a house of your making, it's a house of ill will
Get out of this house

Go listen to Buddha, go listen to Joe
Get out of this house
If anyone asks, you tell them you don't know
Get out of this house

I spent 11 long years in a hothouse zone
I spent 29 more trying to get home
Well, I never got home, but I did what I did
And I got myself this house, and you can't come in, oh

Yeah
Get out of this house
Get out of this house

[Robbie]

Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired, she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sister's sighing in her sleep (ah)
Brother's got a date to keep, he can't hang around

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
Our house, it has a crowd

There's always something happening
And it's usually quite loud
Our mum she's so house-proud
Nothing ever slows her down and a mess is not allowed

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our (something tells you that you've got to move away from it)

[Nearly Sane]

And he's as wicked as he can be
'Cause he's got a house in the country
Where he likes to spend his weekend days
Oh yeah, oh yeah, well, all right

Well, he got his job when drunken Daddy
Tumbled down the stairs
From that very day this boy
Is more than having his share

One of these days I'm gonna
Knock him off of his throne

[Robbie]

City dweller, successful fella thought to himself
Oops I've got a lot of money
Caught in a rat race terminally
I'm a professional cynic but my heart's not in it
I'm payin' the price of livin' life at the limit
Caught up in the century's anxiety
Yes, it preys on him
He's gettin' thin, try the simple life

He lives in a house
A very big house in the country
Watchin' afternoon repeats
And the food he eats in the country
He takes all manner of pills
And piles up analyst bills in the country
Oh, it's like an animal farm
That's the rural charm in the country

[Nearly Sane]

I thought that pain and truth were things that really mattered
But you can't stay here with every single hope you had shattered

I'm not expecting to grow flowers in a desert
But I can live and breathe and see the sun in wintertime

In a big country, dreams stay with you
Like a lover's voice fires the mountainside
Stay alive

[Robbie]

Making love on the mountain
Making love in the cold starlight
Making love on the mountain
Making love under midnight skies

Making love on the mountain
Making love in the firelight
Making love on the mountain
Making love and we shine so bright

Hey hey hey
We shine so bright
We shine so bright

[Nearly Sane]

Making love in the afternoon
With Cecilia
Up in my bedroom
(Making love in my bed)
I got up to wash my face
When I come back to bed
Someone's taken my place

[Robbie]

Walk with me in the dark
Hold my hand through the park
Don't be scared it'll be alright
Come to bed, turn out the light

Something about you
Makes me wanna try again
I tried to fill the space
Forget for my mistakes

You just can't be replaced
You just can't be replaced
I can't forget your face
Come home, don't fade away

[Nearly Sane]

You think we look pretty good together
 You think my shoes are made of leather

 But I'm a substitute for another guy
 I look pretty tall but my heels are high
 The simple things you see are all complicated
 I look pretty young, but I'm just back-dated, yeah

 Substitute your lies for fact
 I can see right through your plastic mac
 I look all white, but my dad was black
 My fine-looking suit is really made out of sack

[Robbie]

Your name was Patty
but now it's Kay
Girl
you seem to change it every day.
Your hair was long
but now it's short
You say: I got it cut
but I don't see no hair upon the floor.
Whenever I go out with you I find out something new.

You're a fake
baby
you can't conceal it
Know how I know
'cause I can feel it.
You're a fake
baby

[Nearly Sane]

With your long blonde hair and your eyes of blue
The only thing I ever got from you was sorrow
Sorrow
You acted funny trying to spend my money
You're out there playing your high class games of sorrow
Sorrow

You never do what you know you oughta
Something tells me you're the devil's daughter
Sorrow, sorrow
Ahhhh, oo, oooo

[Robbie]

You make me sad
You make me wanna die
Sometimes I think about you
I just wanna sit and cry

You're always on my mind
I wish that were a lie
But every time I see you I just wanna fuckin' die

U make me sad
I really wanna die
Sometimes I creep your Insta when I really wanna cry

'Cause I'm not on your mind
Your voice ain't on my line
And everytime I see you I just wanna fuckin' die

[Nearly Sane]

Maybe I didn't love you
Quite as often as I could have
Maybe I didn't treat you
Quite as good as I should have
If I made you feel second best
Girl I'm sorry I was blind

But you were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

[Walter]

Maybe I didn't love you
Quite as often as I could have
Maybe I didn't treat you
Quite as good as I should have
If I made you feel second best
Girl I'm sorry I was blind

But you were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

ive asked myself that so many times ,
I haven't had an answer back yet 😥

[Robbie]

Didn't I treat you right, now
Didn't I
Didn't I do the best I could
Didn't I
Didn't I give ya everything
Didn't I

I tried my best just to be a man
Didn't I
Didn't I do it baby
Didn't I do right
Why you wanna leave me baby
Didn't I treat you right

[Nearly Sane]

Oh, how you tried
To cut me down to size
By telling dirty lies to my friends
But my own father
Said give her up, don't bother
The world isn't coming to an end

He said walk like a man
Talk like a man
Walk like a man my son
No woman's worth
Crawling on the earth
So walk like a man my son

[Robbie]

They say boys don't cry
But your dad has shed a lot of tears
They say I should be a strong man
But baby, I'm still filled with fear
Sometimes I don't know who I am
Sometimes I question why I'm here
I just wanna be a good dad
Will I be? I have no idea
They say girls shouldn't be tough
And moms should raise their kids at home
But baby, I know that that isn't true
Cause your momma's the toughest person I know
I wanna raise you to be like her
And watch you show the world how to do it on your own
I'm still tryna figure out who I am
I don't wanna mess this up or do this wrong
I'm gonna be there for your first breath
I don't know if I'll be there for your first step
I can promise you that I'll try to work less
But the tour's routed, and I got this album
Put in so many hours, and I just want the outcome
To be something that I can look back and I can be proud of
Don't wanna be a dad that's living in FaceTime

If I'm still growing up, up, up, up
If I'm still growing up, up, up, up
I'm still growing up

[Nearly Sane]

Young at heart
Yet what a start
Old before their time
They married young
For love at last
Was their only crime


How come I love them now?
How come I love them more?
Young at heart
You're so young at heart

[Robbie]

Down a back road
Long, hot summer
A couple kids running loose and wild
He kissed her
She said mister
Take an inch and I'll give you a mile
I ain't here to do anything half-way
Don't give a damn what anyone might say
I just wanna free fall for a while

That rebel moon is shining
Those stars burn like diamonds
Hell bent on chasing down that crazy spark
I'll follow you where you're leading
To the first sweet taste of freedom
You got me running baby
Wild at heart

[Nearly Sane]

She's a good girl, loves her mama
Loves Jesus and America too
She's a good girl, who's crazy 'bout Elvis
Loves horses and her boyfriend too

And it's a long day livin' in Reseda
There's a freeway runnin' through the yard
And I'm a bad boy, cause I don't even miss her
I'm a bad boy for breakin' her heart

Now I'm free
Free fallin'
Yeah, I'm free
Free fallin'