Sig Paulson: Music

• MP3 short clip, hi-fi play (broadband)

“Comin’ Apart At The Seams”… This song is about those times when you get in the car and spill coffee on yourself while you look for your lost keys and notice you have two different colored sox on and your underwear is backwards. (If you wear underwear)

Comin’ Apart At The Seams

1. Thought it was all sewed up but it’s comin’ apart at the seams
This raggedy coat, that used to be my hopes and dreams
My mouth is writin’ checks, my ass can’t cash
Bill collector’s on me like a bad, bad rash
Thought it was all sewed up but it’s comin’ apart at the seams

2. I’m tryin’ to juggle it all but there’s a little too much on my plate
The mornin’ comes early but I’m a dollar and one day late
So poor I can’t pay attention, I’ve lost my self respect
I’d take a good look in the mirror but I hate to reflect
I’m tryin’ to juggle it all but there’s a little too much on my plate

3. Tryin’ to keep it ‘tween the ditches
Then I cross that double yellow line
Runnin’ ‘round in circles, seems I always miss the obvious signs
Can’t keep my feet on the ground, I’m out of my mind
I’ll be back in five minutes, drivin’ blind
Tryin’ to keep it ‘tween the ditches
Then I cross that double yellow line