One Imitation Smile
(Wakeman)03:12
I can sleep in a chair when the air is close
And the book is hardy started
You know I never pray, but I might one day
For those around departed
One imitation smile curls round your glass
I can see through white wine
One imitation smile curls round your lips
I can see right through you
I'm modelled in wax but in good hands now
I'll burn up at both ends
Half dead with fatigue in a social storm
I can gather all my close friends
One imitation smile curls round your glass
I can see through white wine
One imitation smile curls round your lips
I can see right through you
Right through, right through
I get the heaviest blues and the shortest fuse
When the glutton party beckons
My rattle is a draw on the restaurant floor
They'll soon be up for seconds
One imitation smile curls round your glass
I can see through white wine
One imitation smile curls round your lips
I can see right through you
Right through, right through
Right through, right
through
One imitation smile curls round your glass
I can see through white wine
One imitation smile curls round your lips
I can see right through you
Right through, right through
Right through, right through
