Benjamin B Thomas - Okay, In All It's Funny Ways

You can, if you please, feel indifferent around me
It's just the same way that I feel with you
And in your going home you say, you hope that I'm okay
But Okay in all it's funny ways

You can, if you'd like, not stay the whole night
But god knows I won't stay long once you leave
I haven't any cares for the rest of the folks here
But that's okay, I expected no less

And now a word from Father
And mother all the same
Don't let miles distract you
It's just a motorway

After a drink or two on a Sunday afternoon
You call me up to say your vision's blurred
You're an alcoholic poet, but we're gonna help you through it
You're a boozer, you're a wino, pretty girl

'Okay' can mean two things somehow, as you're well versed in by now
The kind that means your mind is clear of fog
Or the kind that lets the fog go on, and makes out like there's nothing wrong
I'm okay in the funniest of ways

And now a word from father
And mother all the same
Don't let miles distract you
It's just a motorway
And you my boy can get her
When the night is once more day
She'll come around this way now
It's just a motorway

Written by:
ben thomas

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