Cos It Isn't True - UB40

Wouldn’t that make me a better man

Elocution class to lend a hand

Get me a self-improvement plan

I don’t know, it seems to me

Things I do best come easily

I don’t feel the need to say to you

I’m better cause it isn’t true

Exquisite verse to higher the tone

Performed in phrases not my own

To hide the truth to I’ll tell a lie

With pictures from another’s eye

If I sport the latest cut of cloth

Would you all assume I’d got some style

And wear my hair just long enough

To turn the heads of fashion for a while

A sports car sexy, slimline, fast

Quick enough to hide my past

Rich enough to open doors

I never could unlock before