Many's the time I've been thinking about changing my ways |
| But when it gets right down to it it's the same drunken haze |
| I'm serving a sentence to write life's sentences |
| It's only when I'm out of it I make sense of this |
Just for the record I'm gonna put it down |
| Just for the record I'm gonna change my life around |
Just a revolutionary with a pseudonym |
| Just a bar room dancer on my final fling |
| Just another writer paying off my dues |
| Just finding inspiration well that's my excuse |
Just for the record I'm gonna put it down |
| Just for the record I'm gonna change my life around |
Just another empty gesture with an empty glass |
| Just another comic actor behind a tragic mask |
| But I've got no discipline got no self control |
| Just a little less painful here when my back's against the wall |
It's too late, I found, it's too far, I'm in two minds |
| Both of them are out of it at the bar |
| When you say I got a problem that's a certainty |
| But I can put it all right down to eccentricity |
| It's just for the record it's just a passing phase |
Just for the record I can stop any day |