20 Years Too Late - Edwyn Collins

Hello chaos my old friend

We finally got there in the end

I found a loophole in the law

I stumbled then I crawled through

Never frightened that that noose would tighten

I felt enlightened

My senses heightened

Yet all this time you’ve been inclined

To watch me from the sidelines

Miles from the frontline

Hoping that some sniper

Had picked off this magic piper

To shoot the messenger

That’s what’s obsessing ya

You only kick me when I’m down

When I get up you come around

You come around, you say I’m great

You’re only twenty years too late

Well where I lived

Don’t make no bones

Was several feet below a stone

Far from appalled

I was enthralled

The snake that slithered learned to crawl

Through the quagmire of my mislaid plans

That backfired

I felt enlightened

My senses heightened

You called me up

To wish me luck

To let me know this business sucks

Let’s change it

Let’s rearrange it

So why do I get the feeling

That there’s something you’re concealing?

That it’s a put on

You scratch your foot on

You only kick me when I’m down

When I get up you come around

You come around, you say I’m great

You’re only twenty years too late

Did I do something to make you hate me?

It’s funny how you thought you’d break me

You’re too late

Too much

Too soon

How high

The moon

Too little

Toolate

Too bad

That’s the breaks