The Extraordinary Contraptions - Light Feet Do First Impressions Make lyrics

What exactly is it that you want from me I think you make a pitiful joke And you think you're some sort of celebrity Ah, you talk and talk, it just grows old What's that I hear you say About the way I am You're treading on thin ice As thin as you can stand Now you've conjured up, oh, the will to smile With all the tact of a cancerous growth And your confusions on themselves do pile Ah, it's your gall that I loathe What's that I hear you say About the way I am You're treading on thin ice As thin as you can stand One of these days you're gonna break Now it's plain to see you've clearly lost your mind Trying to change the world with wit Gears and politics do slowly grind Man from dust and dust from &#%$ What's that I hear you say About the way I am You're treading on thin ice As thin as you can stand One of these days you're gonna break One of these days you're gonna break