Sewn Up

Lyrics

Children walking under mulberry skies The old conductor feeds his army of spies I'm sewn up And waiting on you See you walking with a suit and a tie Do you tread water or just skim off the sides? I'm sewn up And waiting on you Never raised or held a hand to call her Papa's got a brand new bag of squalor The professor just told me It was water under the bridge Never got a trophy I guess it's the language that it is It's the cover of the paper It's just the nature of the biz Picked up some wingtips from the old lost and found New world disorder in a stereo sound I'm sewn up And waiting on you