Rockpile - Wrong Way

The journalist writes down the things he remembers
The things he forgets are the things that you feel
Gets off on his own quotes and breaks into Thatcher
I don't understand who will buy him a meal?

Let's face it, I'm wrong again
Let's face it, it's still Sunday
Let's face it, I'm wrong again
Let's face it, it don't worry me

You feel in the first set that this is a nightmare
I can't hear a word and I don't feel a thing
The manager looks on ignoring the problem
'Cause he's the solution, so what's in it for him?

Let's face it, I'm wrong again
Let's face it, it's still Sunday
Let's face it, I'm wrong again
Let's face it, it don't worry me

You get so excited and then you are let down
The idea that you had is pushed to one side
But then in the next set it's perfectly magic
And all of your problems are suddenly fine

[4x:]
Let's face it, I'm wrong again
Let's face it, it's still Sunday
Let's face it, I'm wrong again
Let's face it, it don't worry me